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part two

Gerard’s phone rang again as he pulled his van into the driveway of his home. The lights in the front room shone through the cracks in the black curtains in the window, but all the other windows were dark. He tried not to slam the door shut before walking up the rubbled concrete pathway to the old brick house. It wasn’t very big, maybe four bedrooms, but Gerard, Bandit and Lindsey didn’t need much room anyway. He found the house key on his ring and unlocked the door. Lindsey was asleep on the couch, her bangs brushed to the side by the hand on her forehead. The TV was off and a book was sprawled on the floor in front of her. Gerard smiled and held back his fire-red hair when he bent down to pick it up.  He kissed Lindsey’s cheek softly and put the book on the end table behind her. Gerard went to the room in the opposite corner of the house and looked in to find Bandit standing up in her crib. When she saw him she smiled her cute toothless smile. Her dad’s face melted into a grin and she held up her arms for him to carry her.
“No, little girl. It’s time for bed.” He shook his head and started to close the door. Bandit started the low moan that always preceded her sharp cries. Gerard came back into the room and picked her up. The two sat on the floor, Bandit in his lap, while he told her a story about super hero children who fought against bad music and became the most beloved children of all time. Before he could finish his story, Bandy was asleep in his arms. Gerard laid her back in her crib and blew her a kiss before he closed the door.
Lindsey was still asleep on the couch when he came back. He picked her up and carefully carried her to their bedroom. She opened her mouth and inaudibly whispered something but her dream. Gerard laid her on the bed and took off her boots and jacket. Her eyes opened for a moment and she smiled before rolling over and falling back asleep. Gerard tossed her boots in the closet and her jacket on the back of a chair. He took off his own shirt and sneakers, then went to the bathroom. He stared at himself in the mirror. His eyes had lost almost all of their sallow and his skin was looking healthy again. He no longer looked fresh from the grace, but instead full of life, which especially shown through in the bright red mess on top of his head. He pursed his lips at himself and winked in the mirror. Gerard undid his belt and slid his jeans onto the floor, leaving only his boxers. He turned off all the lights and fell into bed beside his wife.

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