After the intrusion—the attack—earlier that evening, he had to check to see if anything had been stolen besides his book. It was the middle of the night, and even though his old bones were tired and his joints ached, he could not settle in for sleep. There was too much to do; his mind raced with plans. From what he could see picking through the clutter, his belongings all remained intact except for the book containing the history he had been recording. Of course, he thought, they take the one thing in the house I can’t bear to part with. His mind moved to Ceril, and he thought, They have a tendency to do that. Just because the intruders did not take anything besides the book, it did not mean that the house was okay. It was in shambles. In just the short time they were there, furniture had been overturned, shelves had been swiped clean, even his refrigerator had been ransacked—two shelves with perfectly good food had been thrown aside and were now lying directly on the floor.
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