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"
I
don
’
t
eat
breakfast
right
away
,
I
’
ll
get
it
on
the
train
.
Just
coffee
when
I
wake
up
,
usually
.
"
"
We
can
make
that
right
here
in
the
room
.
I
’
ll
see
that
you
’
re
up
.
Now
you
dears
stay
up
and
talk
religion
as
long
as
you
like
;
I
won
’
t
let
you
oversleep
–
if
you
sleep
.
Mike
doesn
’
t
sleep
.
"
"
Not
at
all
?
"
"
Never
.
He
sort
of
curls
up
and
thinks
a
while
,
if
he
’
s
got
something
to
think
about
–
but
he
doesn
’
t
sleep
.
"
Mrs
.
Paiwonski
nodded
solemnly
.
"
Another
sign
.
I
know
it
–
and
,
Michael
,
some
day
you
will
know
.
Your
call
will
come
.
"
"
Maybe
,
"
agreed
Jill
.
"
Mike
,
I
’
m
falling
asleep
.
Pop
me
into
bed
.
Please
?
"
She
was
lifted
,
wafted
into
the
bedroom
,
the
covers
rolled
back
by
invisible
hands
–
she
was
asleep
before
he
covered
her
.
Jill
woke
up
,
as
she
had
planned
,
exactly
at
seven
.
Mike
had
a
clock
in
his
head
,
too
,
but
his
was
quite
erratic
so
far
as
Earth
calendars
and
times
were
concerned
;
it
vibrated
to
another
need
.
She
slipped
out
of
bed
,
put
her
head
into
the
other
room
.
Lights
were
out
and
the
shades
were
tight
;
it
was
quite
dark
.
But
they
were
not
asleep
.
Jill
heard
Mike
say
with
soft
certainty
:
"
Thou
art
God
.
"
"
‘
Thou
art
God
’
–
"
Patricia
whispered
back
in
a
voice
as
heavy
as
if
drugged
.
