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"
When
did
they
last
hang
a
man
in
this
state
?
"
asked
Shadow
.
"
How
the
hell
should
I
know
?
"
Lyesmith
kept
his
orange
-
blond
hair
pretty
much
shaved
.
You
could
see
the
lines
of
his
skull
.
"
Tell
you
what
,
though
.
This
country
started
going
to
hell
when
they
stopped
hanging
folks
.
No
gallows
dirt
.
No
gallows
deals
.
"
Shadow
shrugged
.
He
could
see
nothing
romantic
in
a
death
sentence
.
If
you
didn
’
t
have
a
death
sentence
,
he
decided
,
then
prison
was
,
at
best
,
only
a
temporary
reprieve
from
life
,
for
two
reasons
.
First
,
life
creeps
back
into
prison
.
There
are
always
places
to
go
further
down
.
Life
goes
on
.
And
second
,
if
you
just
hang
in
there
,
someday
they
’
re
going
to
have
to
let
you
out
.
In
the
beginning
it
was
too
far
away
for
Shadow
to
focus
on
.
Then
it
became
a
distant
beam
of
hope
,
and
he
learned
how
to
tell
himself
"
this
too
shall
pass
"
when
the
prison
shit
went
down
,
as
prison
shit
always
did
.
One
day
the
magic
door
would
open
and
he
’
d
walk
through
it
.
So
he
marked
off
the
days
on
his
Songbirds
of
North
America
calendar
,
which
was
the
only
calendar
they
sold
in
the
prison
commissary
,
and
the
sun
went
down
and
he
didn
’
t
see
it
and
the
sun
came
up
and
he
didn
’
t
see
it
.
He
practiced
coin
tricks
from
a
book
he
found
in
the
wasteland
of
the
prison
library
;
and
he
worked
out
;
and
he
made
lists
in
his
head
of
what
he
’
d
do
when
he
got
out
of
prison
.
Shadow
’
s
lists
got
shorter
and
shorter
.
After
two
years
he
had
it
down
to
three
things
.
First
,
he
was
going
to
take
a
bath
.
A
real
,
long
,
serious
soak
,
in
a
tub
with
bubbles
.
Maybe
read
the
paper
,
maybe
not
.
Some
days
he
thought
one
way
,
some
days
the
other
.
Second
,
he
was
going
to
towel
himself
off
,
put
on
a
robe
.
Maybe
slippers
.
He
liked
the
idea
of
slippers
.
If
he
smoked
he
would
be
smoking
a
pipe
about
now
,
but
he
didn
’
t
smoke
.
He
would
pick
up
his
wife
in
his
arms
(
"
Puppy
,
"
she
would
squeal
in
mock
horror
and
real
delight
,
"
what
are
you
doing
?
)
.
He
would
carry
her
into
the
bedroom
,
and
close
the
door
.
They
’
d
call
out
for
pizzas
if
they
got
hungry
.
Third
,
after
he
and
Laura
had
come
out
of
the
bedroom
,
maybe
a
couple
of
days
later
,
he
was
going
to
keep
his
head
down
and
stay
out
of
trouble
for
the
rest
of
his
life
.
