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He looked heartbreakingly sad, something Ein didn’t see from him very often. She looked down for a second and gathered herself quickly.

“We’ll call and text and Skype and everything. It’s all going to be fine. If we’ve made it through what we’ve made it through, we can make it through one year of college. Don’t you worry about that.”

He sniffed and nodded slowly. “You’re right.”

“I always am,” Ein smiled. “Why don’t we–”

“Ein!”

Ein rolled her eyes. “Mom’s calling…I’ll be right back.”