Airspace over North America, Early Sunday Afternoon

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Claire had been quiet after she got back to the funeral home the day before. It might have passed as a pensive mood, but really it was Claire trying to settle in to the idea that she'd wasted a weekend in L.A. just to blubber all over the art school dean she needed to impress. So she'd forced a smile and admired the pictures of Maya and let her

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[not_a_mused]

Cal grinned a little. "I haven't seen it," he said. "So don't spoil it for me."

Forget that he wasn't paying attention and was flipping through his phrase books again.

"You know," he added, tilting his head a little toward Claire's. "That all happened really quick."

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"It's on cable constantly back at school," Claire informed him. "I won't."

She fiddled with the headphones again for a second, blinking at him. "Yeah, it's usually two visits but I couldn't fly out twice. Still need to wait for their official decision."

Not like she didn't think she knew what that was, but whatever.

[not_a_mused]

"I liked it," Cal said. "Your family's really nice..."

[swipedthatfoot]

Claire opened her mouth to respond with a standard denial, then stopped herself. Nothing too disastrous had happened, and everyone seemed to be on best behavior.

"They're okay," she grudgingly acknowledged. "Sometimes. And my mom thought you were a very nice young man."