01-04-2008, 01:01 PM
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indent He rose, shrugging. “I don’t want it,” he heard himself say. He wanted his family back—not strangers who could leave at any moment, turn against him, tear apart their world. He wanted comfort and quiet and a serenity he had lost over a year ago. He wanted peace and everything to have been different. But what he wanted and what the world offered were two very different things. “I’m glad you’re back,” he said as he made his way towards the door. Without another word, he slipped out, heading away at an easy walk and in quiet dissonance.