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file:///E|/Funny%20&%20Weird%20Shit/75%20-%20Stephen%20King%20Books/Stephen%20King%20-%20Pet%20Sematary.htmweight.“What are you going to do with it now?” Jud asked.“Put him in the garage, I guess,” Louis said. “Bury him in the morning.”“In the Pet Sematary?”Louis shrugged. “Suppose so.”“Going to tell Ellie?”“I. . . I’ll have to mull that one over awhile.”Jud was quiet a moment longer, and then he seemed to reach a decision. “Wait here a minute or two,Louis.”Jud moved away, with no apparent thought that Louis might not want to wait just a minute on this bitternight. He moved away with assurance and that lithe ease which was so strange in a man of his age. AndLouis found he had nothing to say anyway. He didn’t feel much like himself. He watched Jud go, quitecontent to stand here.He raised his face into the wind after the door had clicked closed, the garbage bag with Church’s body init riffling between his feet.Content.Yes, he was. For the first time since they had moved to Maine, he felt that he was in his place, that hewas home. Standing here by himself in the afterglow of the day, standing on the rim of winter, he feltunhappy and yet oddly exhilarated and strangely whole—whole in a way he had not been, or could notremember feeling that he had been, since childhood.Something gonna happen here, Bubba. Something pretty weird, I think.He tilted his head back and saw cold winter stars in a blackening sky.How long he stood like that he did not know, although it could not have been long in terms of secondsand minutes. Then a light flickered on Jud’s porch, bobbed, approached the porch door, and descendedthe steps. It was Jud behind a big four-cell flashlight. In his other hand he held what Louis at firstthought was a large X. . . and then he saw that it was a pick and shovel.file:///E|/Funny%20&%20Weird%20Shit/75%20-%20Ste...%20Books/Stephen%20King%20-%20Pet%20Sematary.htm (95 of 333)7/28/2005 9:21:49 PM