One of Tom Z's three dogs had died, and when Rock arrived at a party in his backyard, he saw that Tom or someone had curled its body into a ball and put it beside a cooler near the middle of the gathering.
Tom's two remaining dogs played at the back border of the yard by a fence, but the dead dog looked bizarre, and Rock couldn't understand why Tom hadn't buried it or disposed of it in some other way. He knew it was just a matter of time before the carcass began to stink.
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