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Sleep came in spurts. He started off in bed then at some point early in the morning, he shifted to the recliner downstairs. He never could get settled. Having Danny in the house oddly enough didn't help. In his dreams, he was still trying to protect him team. To protect the General. To defend his home. At four in the morning, he got up, wandered into the kitchen, and took his next round of medication. At five, he started ripping out drywall.
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