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" 'Better to drink this beer up home,' said Cle ¡¯
"We were all pretty daot home, and under the influence I'd ht have kept us lost for hours
"As it e est piss of my life I went doith the casket and the shovel to the little cemetery
"I was fully tuned for the slightest chill, the finest frisson, but I was feeling nothing And I didn't see the old troop of spirits that sometimes accosted me But it was their style to be seen fro them
"I found a patch of soil that was clear and I dug easily through the moist earth Pretty soon I had a hole about two feet deep, and the casket fitted easily there, and I filled in the earth around it and over it
"I put the heavy marble tombstone firmly in place
"I n of the Cross I said three Hail Marys and two Our Fathers and then the old prayer:
Let perpetual light shine upon her, O Lord,
and may her soul and the souls of all
 
; the faithful departed rest in peace Amen
"The new grave lookedthe old coffin-sized concrete tombs, but it was still respectable and even fine
"When I looked up I saw Goblin by the oak tree, watching me I was drunk and he was cold sober I was filthy dirty He was i tome And only as I looked at him did I realize that I hadn't seen hiht about him For the last few days, I'd seldom seen him I hadn't talked to him
" 'Yo, brother,' I said
"I walked or staggered up the slope and reached out to e there forcrept over