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Chapter 3: No Battlefield in Sight
Chapter 3: No Battlefield in SightStafford double-checked that the front door was locked and then stretched back out on the couch. Another night of watching some TV show or another that talked about how aliens had landed on Earth thousands of years ago was exactly what he needed to fall asleep tonight. It had been four days since he’d buried his mother, three days since he’d arrived back from the Eastern Shore, and two since he had dropped his brother off at the airport. It had been easier to sleep the night Matt was here. Sleep had felt like some sort of social obligation, and he’d gone to bed in his bedroom and fallen right to sleep once his brother had entered the guest room and closed the door. Last night had been harder though. He was alone in the townhome, and whether he went to sle
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