Part 2

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I couldn't sleep. I kept shifting and turning trying to get comfortable but everytime I closed my eyes, my fathers voice reminded me of how much we were alike.
"We're more alike than you think son." He echoed, "Like when you ran away and was gone for months on end without warning completely leaving your family in the dark..Just like me."
"No!!!" I said jerking up in bed.
"Mike," My wife said, "Calm down, it's okay."
"Wha-" I stammered breathing heavily, "What?"
"You were shifting and turning violently. Are you alright?" She asked.
"I'm fine." I say.

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