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... sleep. And then his legs kicked a little under the covers. His face twisted as a whimper escaped his lips.
Another one of his nightmares had come again. He was a little boy once again.
He sat on the living room floor, his back was pressed against the wall and his knees were pulled up to his chest. He was shaking.
The room smelled like beer and burnt food. The TV was on, but he wasn’t watching it.
The man he first knew as his father stood in the middle of the room, ...
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