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He
would
walk
for
much
of
the
day
,
long
trudges
out
of
the
town
.
He
walked
,
alone
,
until
he
reached
the
national
forest
to
the
north
and
the
west
,
or
the
corn
fields
and
cow
pastures
to
the
south
.
He
walked
the
Lumber
County
Wilderness
Trail
,
and
he
walked
along
the
old
railroad
tracks
,
and
he
walked
the
back
roads
.
A
couple
of
times
he
even
walked
along
the
frozen
lake
,
from
north
to
south
.
Sometimes
he
’
d
see
locals
or
winter
tourists
or
joggers
,
and
he
’
d
wave
and
say
hi
.
Mostly
he
saw
nobody
at
all
,
just
crows
and
finches
and
,
a
few
times
,
he
spotted
a
hawk
feasting
on
a
roadkill
possum
or
raccoon
.
On
one
memorable
occasion
he
watched
an
eagle
snatch
a
silver
fish
from
the
middle
of
the
White
Pine
River
,
the
water
frozen
at
the
edges
,
but
still
rushing
and
flowing
at
the
center
.
The
fish
wriggled
and
jerked
in
the
eagle
’
s
talons
,
glittering
in
the
midday
sun
;
Shadow
imagined
the
fish
freeing
itself
and
swimming
off
across
the
sky
,
and
he
smiled
.
If
he
walked
,
he
discovered
,
he
did
not
have
to
think
,
and
that
was
just
the
way
he
liked
it
;
when
he
thought
,
his
mind
went
to
places
he
could
not
control
,
places
that
made
him
feel
uncomfortable
.
Exhaustion
was
the
best
thing
.
When
he
was
exhausted
,
his
thoughts
did
not
wander
to
Laura
,
or
to
the
strange
dreams
,
or
to
things
that
were
not
and
could
not
be
.
He
would
return
home
from
walking
,
and
sleep
without
difficulty
and
without
dreaming
.
He
ran
into
Police
Chief
Chad
Mulligan
in
George
’
s
Barber
Shop
in
the
town
square
.
Shadow
always
had
high
hopes
for
haircuts
,
but
they
never
lived
up
to
his
expectations
.
After
every
haircut
he
looked
more
or
less
the
same
,
only
with
shorter
hair
.
Chad
,
seated
in
the
barber
’
s
chair
beside
Shadow
’
s
,
seemed
surprisingly
concerned
about
his
own
appearance
.
When
his
haircut
was
finished
he
gazed
grimly
at
his
reflection
,
as
if
he
were
preparing
to
give
it
a
speeding
ticket
.
"
It
looks
good
,
"
Shadow
told
him
.
"
Would
it
look
good
to
you
if
you
were
a
woman
?
"
"
I
guess
.
"
They
went
across
the
square
to
Mabel
’
s
together
,
ordered
mugs
of
hot
chocolate
.
Chad
said
,
"
Hey
.
Mike
.
Have
you
ever
thought
about
a
career
in
law
enforcement
?
"
Shadow
shrugged
.
"
I
can
’
t
say
I
have
,
"
he
said
.
"
Seems
like
there
’
s
a
whole
lot
of
things
you
got
to
know
.
"
Chad
shook
his
head
.
"
You
know
the
main
part
of
police
work
,
somewhere
like
this
?
It
’
s
just
keeping
your
head
.
Something
happens
,
somebody
’
s
screaming
at
you
,
screaming
blue
murder
,
you
simply
have
to
be
able
to
say
that
you
’
re
sure
that
it
’
s
all
a
mistake
,
and
you
’
ll
just
sort
it
all
out
if
they
just
step
outside
quietly
.
And
you
have
to
be
able
to
mean
it
.
"
