Американские боги
Chapter 4
"Youdon’tmindthecold?"hesaid,astheyreachedthetopofthefireescape,andthewindwhippedhiswordsaway.
"Sorry?"
Shebentherfaceclosetohis.Herbreathwassweet.
"Isaid,doesn’tthecoldbotheryou?"
Inreply,sheheldupafinger:wait.Shestepped,lightly,overthesideofthebuildingandontotheflatroof.Shadowsteppedoveralittlemoreclumsily,andfollowedheracrosstheroof,totheshadowofthewatertower.Therewasawoodenbenchwaitingforthemthere,andshesatdownonit,andhesatdownbesideher.Thewatertoweractedasawindbreak,forwhichShadowwasgrateful.
"No,"shesaid."Thecolddoesnotbotherme.Thistimeismytime:Icouldnomorefeeluncomfortableinthenightthanafishcouldfeeluncomfortableinthedeepwater."
"Youmustlikethenight,"saidShadow,wishingthathehadsaidsomethingwiser,moreprofound.
"Mysistersareoftheirtimes.ZoryaUtrennyayaisofthedawn.Intheoldcountryshewouldwaketoopenthegates,andletourfatherdrivehis-uhm,Iforgettheword,likeacarbutwithhorses?"
"Chariot?’
"Hischariot.Ourfatherwouldrideitout.AndZoryaVechernyaya,shewouldopenthegatesforhimatdusk,whenhereturnedtous."
"Andyou?"
Shepaused.Herlipswerefull,butverypale,"Ineversawourfather.Iwasasleep."
"Isitamedicalcondition?"
Shedidnotanswer.Theshrug,ifsheshrugged,wasimperceptible."So.YouwantedtoknowwhatIwaslookingat."
"TheBigDipper."
Sheraisedanarmtopointtoit,andthewindflattenedhernightgownagainstherbody.
