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           Lunchhadbeenlight,buthehadeatenitwithgoodappetite.Nothingmuchwrongwiththewayhefelt,really.Notnow.Therehadbeennorecurrenceoftheshakes,andnoweventhatmorning’shorrorbegantoseemmorelikeanasty,pointlesssurprise,dreamlikeitself,ofnoconsequence.

           Hedrummedhisfingersonhisblotter,shrugged,andpickedupthephoneagain.HedialedtheEMMCandaskedforthemorgue.

           Afterhewasconnectedwiththepathologyclerk,heidentifiedhimselfandsaid,"Youhaveoneofourstudentsthere,aVictorPascow"

           "Notanymore,"thevoiceattheotherendsaid."He’sgone."

           Louis’sthroatclosed.Atlasthemanaged,"What?"

           "Hisbodywasflownbacktohisparentslatelastnight.GuyfromBrookings-SmithMortuarycameandtookcustody.TheyputhimonDelta,uh"papersriffling"Deltaflight109.Wheredidyouthinkhewent?OutdancingattheShowRing?"

           "No,"Louissaid."No,ofcoursenot.It’sjust..."Itwasjustwhat?WhattheChristwashedoingpursuingthis,anyway?Therewasnosanewaytodealwithit.Ithadtobeletgo,markedoff,forgotten.Anythingelsewasaskingforalotofpointlesstrouble."It’sjustthatitseemedveryquick,"hefinishedlamely.

           "Well,hewasautopsiedyesterdayafternoon"thatfaintriffleofpapersagain"ataroundthree-twentybyDr.Rynzwyck.Bythenhisfatherhadmadeallthearrangements.

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