Hank stayed pretty far back from the gathering that surrounded Archie"s coffin. He stood amongst a few large trees, wearing dark sun glasses that covered his black eyes and bridged over his bandaged nose. He could make out a few of the priest’s words, and could tell when people were crying. He himself felt numb during these past five days, not going to the Wake, of course, and having to answer the same questions from the media over and over again.
"Yes, my nose got badly busted but it will heal.”
"How do you think I feel about Archie’s dying? I feel sick to my stomach about it. It’s not what I wanted. I really liked Archie, and now there’s nothing I can do about it. But I do intend to help those kids as much as I can."
"The low blow? I don’t clearly remember it, I was so busted up when
