Chapter 4

           LettheMidnightSpecial

           Shineitslightonme

           LettheMidnightSpecial

           Shineitsever-lovin’lightonme

           -"TheMidnightSpecial,"traditional

           ShadowandWednesdayatebreakfastataCountryKitchenacrossthestreetfromtheirmotel.Itwaseightinthemorning,andtheworldwasmistyandchill.

           "YoustillreadytoleaveEaglePoint?"askedWednesday."Ihavesomecallstomake,ifyouare.Fridaytoday.Friday’safreeday.Awoman’sday.Saturdaytomorrow.MuchtodoonSaturday."

           "I’mready,"saidShadow."Nothingkeepingmehere."

           Wednesdayheapedhisplatehighwithseveralkindsofbreakfastmeats.Shadowtooksomemelon,abagel,andapacketofcreamcheese.Theywentandsatdowninabooth.

           "Thatwassomedreamyouhadlastnight,"saidWednesday.

           "Yes,"saidShadow."Itwas."Laura’smuddyfootprintshadbeenvisibleonthemotelcarpetwhenhegotupthatmorning,leadingfromhisbedroomtothelobbyandoutthedoor.

           "So,"saidWednesday."Why’dtheycallyouShadow?"

           Shadowshrugged."It’saname,"hesaid.Outsidetheplateglasstheworldinthemisthadbecomeapencildrawingexecutedinadozendifferentgrayswith,hereandthere,asmudgeofelectricredorpurewhite."How’dyouloseyoureye?"

           Wednesdayshoveledhalfadozenpiecesofbaconintohismouth,chewed,wipedthefatfromhislipswiththebackofhishand."Didn’tloseit,"hesaid."Istillknowexactlywhereitis."

           "Sowhat’stheplan?"

           Wednesdaylookedthoughtful.