Американские боги

           AndsometimesIdreamaboutthisguyIkissedonceinabar."

           Nataliemadeanoise."Somethingyoushouldhavetoldmeabout?"

           "Maybe.Butnotlikethat.ItwasaFuck-OffKiss."

           "Youweretellinghimtofuckoff?"

           "No,Iwastellingeveryoneelsetheycouldfuckoff.Youhadtobethere,Iguess."

           Natalie’sshoesclickeddownthesidewalk.Sampaddedonnexttoher."Heownsmycar,"saidSam.

           "Thatpurplethingyougotatyoursister’s?"

           "Yup."

           "Whathappenedtohim?Whydoesn’thewanthiscar?"

           "Idon’tknow.Maybehe’sinprison.Maybehe’sdead."

           "Dead?"

           "Iguess."Samhesitated."Afewweeksback,Iwascertainhewasdead.ESP.Orwhatever.Like,Iknew.Butthen,Istartedtothinkmaybehewasn’t.Idon’tknow.IguessmyESPisn’tthathot."

           "Howlongareyougoingtokeephiscar?"

           "Untilsomeonecomesforit.Ithinkit’swhathewouldhavewanted."

           NatalielookedatSam,thenshelookedagain.Thenshesaid,"Wheredidyougetthosefrom?"

           "What?"

           "Theflowers.Theonesyou’reholding,Sam.Wheredidtheycomefrom?DidyouhavethemwhenwelefttheCoffeeHouse?Iwouldhaveseenthem."Samlookeddown.Thenshegrinned."Youaresosweet.