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201
It
was
quiet
with
the
sounds
of
sleep
.
Ellie
appeared
not
to
have
moved
at
all
,
and
Gage
was
still
in
his
crib
,
sleeping
in
typical
Gage
fashion
,
spread-eagled
on
his
back
,
a
bottle
within
easy
reach
.
Louis
paused
there
looking
in
at
his
son
,
his
heart
abruptly
filling
with
a
love
for
the
boy
so
strong
that
it
seemed
almost
dangerous
.
202
He
supposed
part
of
it
was
simply
homesickness
for
all
the
familiar
Chicago
places
and
Chicago
faces
that
were
now
gone
,
erased
so
efficiently
by
the
miles
that
they
might
never
have
been
at
all
.
There
's
a
lot
more
moving
around
than
there
used
to
be
...
used
to
be
you
picked
a
place
out
and
stuck
to
it
.
There
was
some
truth
in
that
.
203
He
went
to
his
son
,
and
because
there
was
no
one
there
to
see
him
do
it
,
not
even
Rachel
,
he
kissed
his
fingers
and
then
pressed
them
lightly
and
briefly
to
Gage
's
cheek
through
the
bars
of
the
crib
.
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204
Gage
clucked
and
turned
over
on
his
side
.
205
"
Sleep
well
,
baby
,
"
Louis
said
.
206
He
undressed
quietly
and
slipped
into
his
half
of
the
bed
that
was
for
now
just
two
single
mattresses
pushed
together
on
the
floor
.
He
felt
the
strain
of
the
day
beginning
to
pass
.
Rachel
did
n't
stir
.
Unpacked
boxes
bulked
ghostly
in
the
room
.
207
Just
before
sleep
,
Louis
hiked
himself
up
on
one
elbow
and
looked
out
the
window
.
Their
room
was
at
the
front
of
the
house
,
and
he
could
look
across
the
road
at
the
Crandall
place
.
It
was
too
dark
to
see
shapes
--
on
a
moonlit
night
it
would
not
have
been
--
but
he
could
see
the
cigarette
ember
over
there
.
Still
up
,
he
thought
.
He
'll
maybe
be
up
for
a
long
time
.
The
old
sleep
poorly
.
Perhaps
they
stand
watch
.
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208
Against
what
?
209
Louis
was
thinking
about
that
when
he
slipped
into
sleep
.
He
dreamed
he
was
in
Disney
World
,
driving
a
bright
white
van
with
a
red
cross
on
the
side
210
Gage
was
beside
him
,
and
in
the
dream
Gage
was
at
least
ten
years
old
.
Church
was
on
the
white
van
's
dashboard
,
looking
at
Louis
with
his
bright
green
eyes
,
and
out
on
Main
Street
by
the
1890s
train
station
,
Mickey
Mouse
was
shaking
hands
with
the
children
clustered
around
him
,
his
big
white
cartoon
gloves
swallowing
their
small
,
trusting
hands
.