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"
Mm
?
"
said
Shadow
.
"
Storm
’
s
on
the
way
,
"
said
Sam
.
"
Feels
like
it
,
"
said
Shadow
.
"
Maybe
it
’
ll
snow
soon
.
"
"
Not
that
kind
of
storm
.
Bigger
storm
than
that
coming
.
I
tell
you
,
boy
,
you
’
re
better
off
in
here
than
out
on
the
street
when
the
big
storm
comes
.
"
"
Done
my
time
,
"
said
Shadow
.
"
Friday
,
I
’
m
gone
.
"
Sam
Fetisher
stared
at
Shadow
.
"
Where
you
from
?
"
he
asked
.
"
Eagle
Point
.
Indiana
.
"
"
You
’
re
a
lying
fuck
,
"
said
Sam
Fetisher
.
"
I
mean
originally
.
Where
are
your
folks
from
?
"
"
Chicago
,
"
said
Shadow
.
His
mother
had
lived
in
Chicago
as
a
girl
,
and
she
had
died
there
,
half
a
lifetime
ago
.
"
Like
I
said
.
Big
storm
coming
.
Keep
your
head
down
,
Shadow
-
boy
.
It
’
s
like
.
.
.
what
do
they
call
those
things
continents
ride
around
on
?
Some
kind
of
plates
?
"
