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Either way he felt his own tears start for the first time, and for an instant he had the crazy idea that they could mend all their fences, that Gage would do that much for them in his dying, as if this were some romantic ladies' novel ... where the wages of death were reconciliation, where it could cause something more constructive than this endless, stupid, grinding ache which just went on and on and on.

But time passes, and time welds one state of human feeling into another until they become something like a rainbow. Strong grief becomes a softer, more mellow grief; mellow grief becomes mourning; mourning at last becomes remembrance - a process that may take from six months to three years and still be considered normal.

Louis embraced her, realizing that this was the way it worked or the way it was supposed to work, anyway-- some kind of human charge that went back and forth, loosening up the hard earth of loss, venting it, breaking up the rocky path of shock with the heat of sorrow.

Lewis Creed was no psychiatrist, but he knew that there are rusty, half-buried things in the terrain of any life and that human beings seem compelled to go back to these things and pull at them, even though they cut.

You do it because it gets hold of you... You make up reasons... They seem like good reasons... But mostly you do it because once you've been up there, it's your place, and you belong to it... And you make up the sweetest-smelling reasons in the world...