After a twelve-hour flight, you finally land in California. The air feels warm and smells faintly of the ocean — everything is brighter, louder, and a little unreal. At the airport exit, the Bartons are already waiting for you, smiling and holding a sign with your name on it. They greet you like family and help you load your suitcases into the car.
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