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           HeslowlymovedthenarrowbeamupGage’sthree-footlength,fromthenewshoestothesuitpants,thelittlecoat(ah,Christ,notwo-year-oldwasevermeanttowearasuit),totheopencollar,to

           Hisbreathcaughtinaharshsoundthatwastoooutragedtobeagasp,andallhisfuryatGage’sdeathcamebackinarush,drowningfearsofthesupernatural,theparanatural,hisgrowingcertaintythathehadcrossedoverintothecountryofthemad.

           Louisscrabbledinhisbackpocketforhishandkerchiefandpulleditout.Holdingthelightinonehand,heleanedintothegraveagain,almostpastthepointofbalance.Ifoneofthesegmentsofgravelinerhadfallennow,itwouldhavesurelybrokenhisneck.GentlyheusedhishandkerchieftowipeawaythedampmossthatwasgrowingonGage’sskinmosssodarkthathehadbeenmomentarilyfooledintothinkingGage’swholeheadwasgone.

           Themosswasdampbutnomorethanascum.Heshouldhaveexpectedit;therehadbeenrain,andagravelinerwasnotwatertight.Flashingthelighttoeitherside,Louissawthatthecoffinwaslyinginathinpuddle.Beneaththelightslimeofgrowth,hesawhisson.Themortician,awarethatthecoffincouldnotbeopenedaftersuchaterribleaccident,hadnonethelessdonethebesthecouldmorticiansalmostalwaysdid.Lookingathissonwaslikelookingatabadlymadedoll.Gage’sheadbulgedinstrangedirections.Hiseyeshadsunkendeepbehindclosedlids.

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