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He
walked
the
balance
beam
of
rationality
;
he
studied
his
plan
.
Tonight
,
around
eleven
o'clock
,
he
would
dig
up
his
son
's
grave
,
remove
the
body
from
the
coffin
in
which
it
lay
,
wrap
Gage
in
a
cutdown
piece
of
the
tarpaulin
,
and
put
it
in
the
trunk
of
the
Civic
.
He
would
replace
the
coffin
and
refill
the
grave
.
He
would
drive
to
Ludlow
,
take
Gage
's
body
from
the
trunk
...
and
take
a
walk
.
Yes
,
he
would
take
a
walk
.
If
Gage
returned
,
the
single
path
forked
into
two
possibilities
.
Along
one
,
he
saw
Gage
returning
as
Gage
,
perhaps
stunned
or
slow
or
even
retarded
(
only
in
the
deepest
recesses
of
his
mind
did
Louis
allow
himself
to
hope
that
Gage
would
return
whole
,
and
just
as
he
had
been
--
but
surely
even
that
was
possible
,
was
n't
it
?
)
,
but
still
his
son
,
Rachel
's
son
,
Ellie
's
brother
.
Along
the
other
,
he
saw
some
sort
of
monster
emerging
from
the
woods
behind
the
house
.
He
had
accepted
so
much
that
he
did
not
balk
at
the
idea
of
monsters
,
or
even
of
daemons
,
discorporeal
beings
of
evil
from
the
outerworld
which
might
well
take
charge
of
a
reanimated
body
from
which
the
original
soul
had
fled
.
Either
way
,
he
and
his
son
would
be
alone
.
And
he
would
...
I
will
make
a
diagnosis
.
Yes
.
That
is
what
he
would
do
.
I
will
make
a
diagnosis
,
not
only
of
his
body
but
of
his
spirit
.
I
will
make
allowances
for
the
trauma
of
the
accident
itself
,
which
he
may
or
may
not
remember
.
Keeping
the
example
of
Church
before
me
,
I
will
expect
retardation
,
perhaps
mild
,
perhaps
profound
.
I
will
judge
our
ability
to
reintegrate
Gage
into
our
family
on
the
basis
of
what
I
see
over
a
period
of
from
twenty-four
to
seventy-two
hours
.
And
if
the
loss
is
too
great
--
or
if
he
comes
back
as
Timmy
Baterman
apparently
came
back
,
as
a
thing
of
evil
--
I
will
kill
him
.
As
a
doctor
,
he
felt
he
could
kill
Gage
,
if
Gage
was
only
the
vessel
containing
some
other
being
,
quite
easily
.
He
would
not
allow
himself
to
be
swayed
by
its
pleadings
or
its
wiles
.
He
would
kill
it
as
he
would
kill
a
rat
carrying
bubonic
plague
.
There
need
be
no
melodrama
about
it
.
A
pill
in
solution
,
perhaps
two
or
three
of
them
.
If
necessary
,
a
shot
.
There
was
morphine
in
his
bag
.
The
following
night
,
he
would
return
the
lifeless
clay
to
Pleasantview
and
reinter
it
,
simply
trusting
that
his
luck
would
hold
a
second
time
(
you
do
n't
even
know
if
it
will
hold
once
,
he
reminded
himself
)
.
He
had
considered
the
easier
and
safer
alternative
of
the
Pet
Sematary
,
but
he
would
not
have
his
son
up
there
.
There
were
a
lot
of
reasons
.
A
child
burying
his
pet
five
years
or
ten
years
or
even
twenty
years
later
might
stumble
on
the
remains
--
that
was
one
reason
.
But
the
most
compelling
one
was
simpler
.
The
Pet
Sematary
might
be
...
too
close
.
