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           Louispulledthegreengarbagebagoutofhispocketandunfoldedit,holdingittightlytokeepthewindfromwhippingitaway.ThebriskcracklingsoundofthebagseemedtobringJudbacktothishereandnow.

           "Yes,Iguessshelovesitprettywell,"Judsaid.Hisuseofthepresenttensefeltslightlyeerie...thewholesetting,withthefadinglight,thecold,andthewind,struckhimaseerieandgothic.

           Here’sHeathcliffoutonthedesolatemoors,Louisthought,grimacingagainstthecold.GettingreadytopopthefamilycatintoaHeftyBag.Yowza.

           HegrabbedChurch’stail,spreadthemouthofthebag,andliftedthecat.Hepulledadisgusted,unhappyfaceatthesoundthecat’sbodymadecominguprrrriiipppashepulleditoutofthefrostithadsetinto.Thecatseemedalmostunbelievablyheavy,asifdeathhadsettledontoitlikeaphysicalweight.Christ,hefeelslikeabucketofsand.

           Judheldtheothersideofthebag,andLouisdroppedChurchin,gladtoberidofthatstrange,unpleasantweight.

           "Whatareyougoingtodowithitnow?"Judasked.

           "Puthiminthegarage,Iguess,"Louissaid."Buryhiminthemorning."

           "InthePetSematary?"

           Louisshrugged."Supposeso."

           "GoingtotellEllie?"

           "I...I’llhavetomullthatoneoverawhile."

           Judwasquietamomentlonger,andthenheseemedtoreachadecision.

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