"Oh, honey." Clarice's heart breaks for both of them in that moment. She dusts her hands off on her apron and opens up her arms, offering him a hug. The pie crust lesson can wait a moment longer. If he takes her up on the offer, it would be clear that she's a Good Hugger: firm, but not too tight, with sun and all the smells of the diner clinging to her skin and in her hair.
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