Standing Stones on Silent Days 

Thereís a three-volley rifle salute over the grave at military funerals. They fire blanks. I didnít know that. I was mulling over the ground at my feet and they were behind me, up the hill, anyway; so I didnít see anything. It happened after Taps, and it was the most still place, and the most startling, shattered moment I remember.

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