Carrie stares at the picture, touching the image with evident disbelief. She stares, tracing what must be someone's face (perhaps a standing person's head and shoulders), and then clutches the picture to her chest almost protectively. Her expression has gone from disbelieving to coldly furious in the space of a heartbeat.]
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Carrie stares at the picture, touching the image with evident disbelief. She stares, tracing what must be someone's face (perhaps a standing person's head and shoulders), and then clutches the picture to her chest almost protectively. Her expression has gone from disbelieving to coldly furious in the space of a heartbeat.]
Does she count as someone to die, I wonder....