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?Walter always saw the bright side of thingsHe... - 6:42 PM, Friday, February 5, 2010

?Walter always saw the bright side of thingsHe could see the bright side of a black hole I saw a figure step forward, saw the gray-and-black braid swing as she moved, and watched Trudy toss a handful of something into the darknessSand scattered from her fingers, falling to the ground with a faint hiss She went back to stand beside her husbandGeoffrey moved away from her, stepped forward toward the black space ?He'll find his Gladys nowHe's happier where he is Geoffrey threw his handful of dirt Ian carried me to faux gucci bag the right side of the line of people, close enough to see into the murky grotto There was a darker space on the ground in front of us, a big oblong around which the entire human population stood in a loose half circle Everyone was there?everyone Kyle stepped forward I trembled, and Ian squeezed me gently Kyle did not look in our directionI saw his face in profile; his right eye was nearly swollen shut ?Walter died human,? Kyle said?None of us can ask for more than that He threw a fistful of dirt into the dark shape white paddington chloe inspired bag on the ground Kyle rejoined the group Jared stood beside himHe took the short walk and stopped at the edge of Walter's grave ?Walter was good through and throughNot one of us is his equal Jamie walked forward, and Jared patted his shoulder once as they passed each other ?Walter was brave,? Jamie said?He wasn't afraid to die, he wasn't afraid to live, and? he wasn't afraid tobelieveHe made his own decisions, and he made good ones Jamie threw his handfulHe turned and walked back, his eyes locked on mine the whole louis vuitton travel bags way ?Your turn,? he whispered when he was at my side Andy was already moving forward, a shovel in his hands ?Wait,? Jamie said in a low voice that carried in the silence?Wanda and Ian haven't said anything There was an unhappy mutter around meMy brain felt like it was pitching and heaving inside my skull ?Let's have some respect,? Jeb said, louder than JamieIt felt too loud to me My first instinct was to wave Andy ahead and make Ian carry me awayThis was human mourning, not mineAnd I did have something to say ?Ian, vintage cartier watch for sale help me get some sand Ian crouched down so I could scoop up a handful of the loose rocks at our feetHe rested my weight on his knee to get his own share of dirtThen he straightened and carried me to the edge of the grave I couldn't see into the holeIt was dark under the overhang of rock, and the grave seemed to be very deep Ian began speaking before I could ?Walter was the best and brightest of what is human,? he said, and scattered his sand into the holeIt fell for a long time before I heard it hiss against the cartier watch fake bo
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