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REBECCA Reiner, the kids and I returned home to New York just in time for dinner: since neither of us had the desire or the energy to cook, we decided to order take-out - and while waiting for the pizzas to arrive, we unloaded the car and sorted out what was left of the groceries. "Look who's here!" Ravi beamed as the kids opened the door: the two had begged me to ask him over, and I said yes - I liked having my friends over, and this way, we'd keep him company for a while: Wayne had left for work to take care of a big case in Silicon Valley and wouldn't be back for two weeks, and Ravi was starting to miss his mate. "Hello, you little wolves!" "Uncle!" they exclaimed, jumping on him. Reiner came in right after him: he'd gone upstairs to check on his house and to sort out his share of t

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