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266 pages, Hardcover
First published May 28, 1996
Still drowsy, she lay relishing the warmth of her bed and the familiar weight of Flossie‘s body against her legs. After time, she put out a hand to feel the familiar silky head. Flossie enjoyed having her ears caressed.
But something was wrong. Something was different. In alarm, Dotty struggled up to investigate. Flossie’s weight was heavier than usual. She seemed just as peaceful, eyes closed, limbs comfortably stretched along the eiderdown, but Dotty knew at once that she had died...’Friends must part,’ thought Dotty, searching for her handkerchief.
As [Carl] waited for the door to be opened he gazed at the great spire of St. John’s church silhouetted against a luminous sky scattered with stars. It was very quiet and the serenity of his surroundings calmed the slight agitation which had been with him on the short journey to this destination. This would all be here when he had gone. Other men, a hundred years hence, would look up at that noble spire and those eternal stars.