[ you give folks something to do. showing a bit of weakness, it can make someone else strong. or just makes 'em busy. spreads the cards out smoother, anyway — helps even the score —

(cedric dreamed, as well. he knows that no one saw. knows it, because standing in the vigil room, he'd stood there alone. because eventually, a hand had pressed to his mind and whispered: look.) ]

'M putting my Ma down there. [ says it, before he can take it back. ] Not a body. Don't got one, dunno what they did with the ashes. But there's a name needs settling.