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... ght as his mind blanked into nothingness. Resting his hands on the tombstones, Oscar found he had no strength in his cold fingers and lost his grip, and his knees dropped to the floor, softly rustling on the grass. Before him, the names of his parents, well-carved into the tombstones, stood at eye level. His right hand softly stroked along the name of his father, Henry Terr, and his left hand palmed his mother's, Gwen Terr, but he slipped again and fell on all fours, now clenching the dirt over ...
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