Американские боги
Chapter 10
Theblownsnowhadbleachedhalfofittoablindingwhite,whiletherestofitwaspaintedthekindofdrippypurplethatsomeonewouldneedtobeverystoned,veryoften,toevenbegintobeabletofindattractive.
Still,thecarstarteduponthefirsttry,andtheheaterworked,althoughittookalmosttenminutesofrunningtheenginewiththeheateronfullbeforeitevenstartedtochangetheinteriorofthecarfromunbearablycoldtomerelychilly.Whilethiswashappening,MissyGunthertookShadowintoherkitchen—excusethemess,butthelittleonesjustleavetheirtoysalloverafterChristmasandshejustdoesn’thavetheheart,wouldhecareforsomeleftoverturkeydinner?Lastyeartheydidgoosebutthisyearitwasabigoldturkey,well,coffeethen,won’ttakeamomenttobrewafreshpot—andShadowtookalargeredtoycaroffawindowseatandsatdown,whileMissyGuntheraskedifhehadmethisneighborsyet,andShadowconfessedthathehadn’t.
Therewere,hewasinformed,whilethecoffeedrippedandbrewed,fourotherinhabitantsofhisapartmentbuilding—backwhenitwasthePilsenplacethePilsenslivedinthedownstairsflatandrentedouttheuppertwoflats,nowtheirapartment,thatwasthedownstairsoneandthatwastakenbyacoupleofyoungmen,Mr.HolzandMr.Neiman,theyactuallyareacoupleandwhenshesaidcouple,Mr.
