[The dove shudders visibly when Jane's lifeless hand follows him down. Touching it just off the bat is too painful, so he promises to set it back as soon as he returns with the sheet.
He leaves her behind long enough to find a clean one and returns to drape it over her face and upper torso, not caring to look as long as he can.
Then he takes up the tools, placing knives and saws in the shallow medical tray beside the bed.]
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He leaves her behind long enough to find a clean one and returns to drape it over her face and upper torso, not caring to look as long as he can.
Then he takes up the tools, placing knives and saws in the shallow medical tray beside the bed.]
I am sorry.