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n't act recklessly anymore. He lay on his back, looking up at the ceiling, but couldn't sleep. He listened to the intermittent sound of pages turning, swooshing; or the sound of a ballpoint pen glidin...n this childishly, so he changed the subject and instructed her over the phone not to run around and to wait for him to come back.Although these words were similar to what she had said last night, thi...