Американские боги

Chapter 7

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           "Werethereany,anyclues?"HesoundedlikeaTVcop.Hetriedagain."Didtheysuspectfoulplay?"Thatsoundedworse.

           "Theysuspectedmynon-custodialassholebrother-in-law,hisfather.Whowasassholeenoughtohavestolenhimaway.Probablydid.ButthisisinalittletownintheNorthwoods.Lovely,sweet,prettylittletownwherenooneeverlockstheirdoors."Shesighed,shookherhead.Sheheldhercoffeecupinbothhands.Thenshelookedupathim,changingthesubject."HowdidyouknowIcastbronzes?"

           "Luckyguess.Itwasjustsomethingtosay."

           "Areyousureyouaren’tpartIndian?"

           "NotthatIknow.It’spossible.Inevermetmyfather.IguessmymawouldhavetoldmeifhewasNativeAmerican,though.Maybe."

           Againthemouth-twist.Samgaveuphalfwaythroughherchocolatecreampie:theslicewashalfthesizeofherhead.ShepushedtheplateacrossthetabletoShadow."Youwant?"Hesmiled,said,"Sure,"andfinisheditoff.

           Thewaitresshandedthemthecheck,andShadowpaid.

           "Thanks,"saidSam.

           Itwasgettingcoldernow.Thecarcoughedacoupleoftimesbeforeitstarted.Shadowdrovebackontotheroad,andkeptgoingsouth."YoueverreadaguynamedHerodotus?"heasked.

           "Jesus.What?"

           "Herodotus.

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