Американские боги
Chapter 1
Whatdoyouwantmetodo?Chewyourslippers?Pissonthekitchenfloor?Lickyournose?Sniffyourcrotch?Ibetthere’snothingapuppycandoIcan’tdo!"Andhepickedherupasifsheweighednothingatallandbegantolickhernosewhileshegiggledandshrieked,andthenhecarriedhertothebed.
InthefoodhallSamFetishersidledovertoShadowandsmiled,showinghisoldteeth.HesatdownbesideShadowandbegantoeathismacaroniandcheese.
"Wegottotalk,"saidSamFetisher.
SamFetisherwasoneoftheblackestmenthatShadowhadeverseen.Hemighthavebeensixty.Hemighthavebeeneighty.Thenagain,Shadowhadmetthirty-year-oldcrackheadswholookedolderthanSamFetisher.
"Mm?"saidShadow.
"Storm’sontheway,"saidSam.
"Feelslikeit,"saidShadow."Maybeit’llsnowsoon."
"Notthatkindofstorm.Biggerstormthanthatcoming.Itellyou,boy,you’rebetteroffinherethanoutonthestreetwhenthebigstormcomes."
"Donemytime,"saidShadow."Friday,I’mgone."
SamFetisherstaredatShadow."Whereyoufrom?"heasked.
"EaglePoint.Indiana."
"You’realyingfuck,"saidSamFetisher."Imeanoriginally.Whereareyourfolksfrom?"
"Chicago,"saidShadow.HismotherhadlivedinChicagoasagirl,andshehaddiedthere,halfalifetimeago.
"LikeIsaid.Bigstormcoming.Keepyourheaddown,Shadow-boy.It’slike...whatdotheycallthosethingscontinentsridearoundon?Somekindofplates?"
"Tectonicplates?"Shadowhazarded.
"That’sit.Tectonicplates.
