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I’d just seen a body, and in a moment I’d have to look at it again, and now I heard inside that whir of cicadas and the rush of blood through me water lapping against the boat, and heard too water everywhere on the creek, from the top of it where a cinder block lay holding us in place right on down to the Cooper River miles away. I heard all this, all this, and I took in a shallow breath, because there was nothing other my own body knew to do than to breathe. Still I looked over the edge, and here came rising up through this green water not a body in mud but a bright green body only streaked with it, mud washed free for Unc’s letting it back down and bringing it up again.

Knew what it was when I touched it,” Unc whispered. ” I’d seen bodies before. In fact, if you wanted to trace the picture that way, you could say it was the bodies I’d seen that got us here to this one. I don’t know how to get into it without getting into it, but some things happened back when I was fifteen and a sophomore in high school, things that involved Hungry Neck Hunt Club, 2200 acres of land down past Jacksonboro, a good forty miles down 17 from Charleston. The clientele for the club was and is and will evermore be the South of Broad lawyers and doctors you see on TV and read about in the paper for all their professional opinions and do-good parades.

Somebody over there had been watching us without our even knowing. “It’s a body,” I said, and I turned, looked back at Jessup: a man dressed in black in the plain old dark of the world, standing at the head of a finger creek into Landgrave Hall. And then, like what I’d said was a cue, that light in the upstairs window turned on. “Here we go,” Unc whispered behind me. I took over for Unc, just like he’d asked, traded places with him so it was me stood there at the transom pushing down on the pole.

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