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Peter stood hunched in the shower, trying to blot out the image of Roger’s son drowning, staring up from two feet under, round face fishbelly white and those vacant eyes, sky-blue gone to black. It had been so vivid, so starkly real, dark water green with algae, an arc of sunlight finding the boy’s lips, deathly purple against the pale of his skin.
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