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not_his_paBefore he went up to bed after talking to Bucky, his door returned. William considered writing a note before he coughed and decided, best to just leave now, it might not stay long.
On the other side of the door as always, nothing had really changed, which made it easier to adjust. The rhythm of life went on as it did before with chores throughout the day, making sure that Mark got to school and their mother was happy, as happy as she could be. She always looked tired and he wished there was a way to tell her that in a strange other place, Dan Evans walked and lived a half life and missed her. Maybe someday he would find a way to let her know.
When he dreamed of Mark dying again, he woke up and stared into the shadows. This time there was no one there as Mark peered at him and mumbled about getting more sleep. It was still tricky to sleep as he worried what he would dream about, but he did sleep and there were no more shadowy figures in his dreams.
On the other side of the door as always, nothing had really changed, which made it easier to adjust. The rhythm of life went on as it did before with chores throughout the day, making sure that Mark got to school and their mother was happy, as happy as she could be. She always looked tired and he wished there was a way to tell her that in a strange other place, Dan Evans walked and lived a half life and missed her. Maybe someday he would find a way to let her know.
When he dreamed of Mark dying again, he woke up and stared into the shadows. This time there was no one there as Mark peered at him and mumbled about getting more sleep. It was still tricky to sleep as he worried what he would dream about, but he did sleep and there were no more shadowy figures in his dreams.
