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Late that afternoon George asked Margaret to go with him to the cemetery, so she borrowed Randy's car and drove him out. On the way they stopped at a florist's and bought some chrysanthemums, which George placed on Aunt Maw's grave. There had been a heavy rain during the week and the new-made mound had sunk an inch or two, leaving a jagged crack round its edges.
As he laid the flowers on the damp, raw earth, suddenly it struck him as strange that he should be doing it. He was not a sentimental person, and for a moment it puzzled him that he should be making this gesture. He hadn't planned to do it. He had simply seen the florist's window as they drove along and, without thinking, had stopped and got the flowers, and now there they were.