The man's blond hair had contrasted so perfectly with the smooth, tanned back of his neck that it had given her a shiver. 'Nevermind. Homer Wells remembered his ride on the Ferris wheel with Wally. We all love her.
Then Candy tied the laces for her, too. 'To view the body,' she reminded him. There was, of course, no mass of unyielding scar tissue; there were no lacerated soft parts. The wide-eyed, unflinching face, which the tall weeds sheltered from the wind, stared past Curly, undisturbed.
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