Американские боги
Chapter 2
WhenRobbieandIhadafight,she’dbethefirstonetoknow-we’dgodowntoChi-Chi’sformargaritasandtotalkaboutwhatscumpotsmencanbe.Andallthetimeshewasf**kinghimbehindmyback."
"Pleasegoaway,Audrey."
"IjustwantyoutoknowIhadgoodreasonforwhatIdid."
Hesaidnothing.
"Hey!"sheshouted."Hey!I’mtalkingtoyou!"
Shadowturned."DoyouwantmetotellyouthatyouwererightwhenyouspitinLaura’sface?Doyouwantmetosayitdidn’thurt?OrthatwhatyoutoldmemademehatehermorethanImissher?It’snotgoingtohappen,Audrey."
Shedrovebesidehimforanotherminute,notsayinganything.Thenshesaid,"So,howwasprison,Shadow?"
"Itwasfine,"saidShadow."Youwouldhavefeltrightathome."
Sheputherfootdownonthegasthen,makingtheengineroar,anddroveonandaway.
Withtheheadlightsgone,theworldwasdark.Twilightfadedintonight.Shadowkeptexpectingtheactofwalkingtowarmhim,tospreadwarmththroughhisicyhandsandfeet.Itdidn’thappen.
Backinprison,LowKeyLyesmithhadoncereferredtothelittleprisoncemeteryoutbehindtheinfirmaryastheBoneOrchard,andtheimagehadtakenrootinShadow’smind.Thatnighthehaddreamedofanorchardunderthemoonlight,ofskeletalwhite-trees,theirbranchesendinginbonyhands,theirrootsgoingdeepdownintothegraves.
