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The engine started again, obedient to fright

It is not easy to back up at sixty miles an hour

We did

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I sat up half the night looking around atrooalow house on a normal street in a quiet part of the city I drank three cups of hot cocoa but stayed cold as I threw i

People can’t die twice! I thought That couldn’t have been Jaht wind Bodies decay Bodies vanish

I reot out of his limousine in front of the studio as I skated up, tripped, and fell into his arned one inside

And, noeet Jesus, that h in a cold rain, had fallen in the graveyard grass

I heard voices and saw headlines:

J C ARBUTHNOT DEAD BUT RESURRECTED

“No!” I said to the white ceiling where the rain whispered, and the man fell “It wasn’t him It’s a lie!”

Wait until dawn, a voice said

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Daas no help

The radio and TV news found no dead bodies