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"
Scared
of
what
?
Dying
?
"
"
Not
myself
,
"
she
said
.
"
I
hardly
even
think
of
that
...
anymore
.
But
when
I
was
a
kid
,
I
thought
of
it
a
lot
.
Lost
a
lot
of
sleep
.
Dreamed
of
monsters
coming
to
eat
me
up
in
my
bed
,
and
all
of
the
monsters
looked
like
my
sister
Zelda
.
"
Yes
,
Louis
thought
,
Here
it
is
;
at
last
,
after
all
the
time
we
've
been
married
,
here
it
is
.
"
You
do
n't
talk
about
her
much
,
"
he
said
.
Rachel
smiled
and
touched
his
face
.
"
You
're
sweet
,
Louis
.
I
never
talk
about
her
.
I
try
never
to
think
about
her
.
"
"
I
always
assumed
you
had
your
reasons
.
"
"
I
did
.
I
do
.
"
She
paused
,
thinking
.
"
I
know
she
died
...
spinal
meningitis
...
"
