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"He sounds like a g-good person," Billy said and the other man whirled around so fast that the ends of his scarf walloped him in the face. "Sorry... I just l-like listening t-to p-people talking."
The other man made a brief 'o' with his mouth. "That's okay... I didn't think anyone was here." He stuck out his hand. "I'm Mark Cohen."
Billy studied the hand as if it might leap up and snap him in two. Good possibility, he hadn't been eating well for a while. "William Crandall, but everyone c-calls me Billy." He pointed over to the grave. "And that's..."
"Roger Davis."
"It's nice to meet him." Billy pointed over in the direction he had come from. "She's Penny. I guess you aren't the only one to trail behind a corpse."
Mark did something unexpected. He laughed. "Classical anarchist thinking. So... want to grab a coffee?"
"Sure."
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