Американские боги

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           Swishwentthewindshieldwipers,pushingthesnowtotheside,bunchingtheflakesupintoknotsandswirlsofclearice.

           Atrafficlightturnedmomentarilyyellowandthenred,andShadowputhisfootonthebrake.Thehearsefishtailedandswungaroundontheemptyroadbeforeitstopped.

           Thelightturnedgreen.Shadowtookthehearseuptotenmilesperhour,whichseemedenoughontheslipperyroads.Itwasperfectlyhappycruisinginsecondgear:heguesseditmusthavespentalotofitstimeatthatspeed,holdinguptraffic.

           "That’sgood,"saidJacquel."So,yeah,Jesusdoesprettygoodoverhere.ButImetaguywhosaidhesawhimhitchhikingbythesideoftheroadinAfghanistanandnobodywasstoppingtogivehimaride.Youknow?Italldependsonwhereyouare."

           "Ithinkarealstorm’scoming,"saidShadow.Hewastalkingabouttheweather.

           Jacquel,when,eventually,hebegantoanswer,wasn’ttalkingabouttheweatheratall."YoulookatmeandIbis,"hesaid."We’llbeoutofbusinessinafewyears.Wegotsavingsputasidefortheleanyears,buttheleanyearshavebeenhereforalongwhile,andeveryyeartheyjustgetleaner.Horusiscrazy,reallybugfuckcrazy,spendsallhistimeasahawk,eatsroadkill,whatkindofalifeisthat?You’veseenBast.Andwe’reinbettershapethanmostofthem.Atleastwe’vegotalittlebelieftobegoingalongwith.