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@@@@@He made his own decisions, and he made good ones Jamie threw his handfulHe turned and walked back, his eyes locked on mine the whole 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, 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 bottom Ian looked down at me It was absolutely silent in the starlit nigh