Американские боги
Chapter 3
Butthethoughtofbeingtherewithouther,surroundedbyherthings,herscent,herlife,wassimplytoopainful...
Don’tgothere,thoughtShadow.Hedecidedtothinkaboutsomethingelse.Hethoughtaboutcointricks.Shadowknewthathedidnothavethepersonalitytobeamagician:hecouldnotweavethestoriesthatweresonecessaryforbelief,nordidhewishtodocardtricks,norproducepaperflowers.Buthejustwantedtomanipulatecoins;helikedthecraftofit.Hestartedtolistthecoinvanisheshehadmastered,whichremindedhimofthecoinhehadtossedintoLaura’sgrave,andthen,inhishead,AudreywastellinghimthatLaurahaddiedwithRobbie’sc*ckinhermouth,andonceagainhefeltasmallhurtinhisheart.
Everyhourwounds.Thelastonekills.Wherehadheheardthat?
HethoughtofWednesday’scommentandsmiled,despitehimself:Shadowhadheardtoomanypeopletellingeachothernottorepresstheirfeelings,tolettheiremotionsout,letthepaingo.Shadowthoughttherewasalottobesaidforbottlingupemotions.Ifyoudiditlongenoughanddeepenough,hesuspected,prettysoonyouwouldn’tfeelanythingatall.
Sleeptookhimthen,withoutShadownoticing.
Hewaswalking...
Hewaswalkingthrougharoombiggerthanacity,andeverywherehelookedtherewerestatuesandcarvingsandrough-hewnimages.
