"Man, I think i just need to go home," Bill said, quickly getting up. He told his boos he would be going home sick and quickly ran to his car. Getting into the vehicle, Bill realized that his head almost touched the roof.
'Must be imagining things' he thought to himself. On the drive home, he swore he could still feel that odd feeling still in his body. It took him twenty minutes to get home, but the minute he reached the driveway, he parked the car and quickly went inside.
When he walked through the front door, he found his sons playing video games in the living room.
"Hey Dad," Matt said, "You're home early". Bill just sighed.
"Not feeling to good, so I took the rest of the day off".
"Want to play a game with us Dad?" Henry asked exitedly. Bill smiled. Every night, all three would put in a random video game and play for about an hour. Besides dinner, it was the only time Bill could spend with his boys.
"Sure, why not?" Bill replied. He could always take a nap later.
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