She was hurrying, her head bent, and- Lou paused here, abit of a showman- she was holding the hand of a girl, seven or eight, and black as tar.
"She left flashcards labeled with body parts strewn all over her apartment: phalanges by the bathroom sink, deltoids on the kitchen table, dorsal metacarpal veins squeezed between couch cushions"(Bennett 130)
phalanges
"They felt their way down the stairwell until they emerged on the sidewalk, still holding hands, fading into the blackened city"(Bennett 122)