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[Rosie planted her shovel into the earth and leaned on it, then wiped sweat off her brow.]
[It was over. Before her and David werem ounds of dirt, each marked with stones and knives. all lined up. It was an endeavor to find all the bodies that they had...]
[... Rosie's anger had descended into a sorrowful grump; it was quite palpable.]
[It was over. Before her and David werem ounds of dirt, each marked with stones and knives. all lined up. It was an endeavor to find all the bodies that they had...]
[... Rosie's anger had descended into a sorrowful grump; it was quite palpable.]