A Death In The Family

"It was very long and dark; smooth like a boat; with bright handles.  Half the top was open.  There was a strange, sweet smell, so faint that it could scarcely be realized.

Rufus had never known such stillness.  Their little sounds, as they approached his father, vanished upon it like the infinitesimal whisperings of snow, falling on open water.

There was his head, his arms; suit:  there he was."

- James Agee, from his Pulitzer Prize-winning novel