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He couldn’t be sure which was worse - waking to another day, each morning torn from dreams, torn from her, or the long nights when sleep could not find him. Sometimes, he rode the train for hours, listening to the songs that were theirs. She would watch him, full of care and protection and not a little worried until he was safely home and under the covers. And she would watch him there, too. She would watch him in his sleep…



 

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