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           Therewasreallyonlyonethingheneededtoknow."WillIreallybeabletodighimagrave?Thesoillooksthin."Louisnoddedtowardtheplacewheretherockpushedoutofthegroundattheedgeofthesteps.

           Judnoddedslowly."Ayuh,"hesaid."Soil’sthin,allright.Butsoildeepenoughtogrowgrassisgenerallydeepenoughtoburyin,Louis.Andpeoplehavebeenburyinghereforalong,longtime.Youwon’tfinditanytooeasy,though."

           Nordidhe.Thegroundwasstonyandhard,andveryquicklyhesawthathewasgoingtoneedthepicktodigthegravedeepenoughtoholdChurch.Sohebegantoalternate,firstusingthepicktoloosenthehardearthandstones,thentheshoveltodigoutwhathehadloosened.Hishandsbegantohurt.Hisbodybegantowarmupagain.Hefeltastrong,unquestionableneedtodoagoodjob.Hebegantohumunderhisbreath,somethinghesometimesdidwhensuturingawound.Sometimesthepickwouldstrikearockhardenoughtoflashsparks,andtheshiverwouldtravelupthewoodenhafttovibrateinhishands.Hecouldfeelblistersformingonhispalmsanddidn’tcare,althoughhewas,likemostdoctors,usuallycarefulofhishands.Aboveandaroundhim,thewindsangandsang,playingatree-notemelody.

           Counterpointingthisheheardthesoftdropandchunkofrock.HelookedoverhisshoulderandsawJud,hunkereddownandpullingoutthebiggerrockshehaddugup,makingaheapofthem.

           "Foryourcairn,"hesaidwhenhesawLouislooking.

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