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"
Hello
,
Laura
,
"
said
Shadow
.
Her
voice
was
hesitant
,
perhaps
,
he
thought
,
even
a
little
scared
.
She
said
,
"
Hello
,
puppy
.
"
He
broke
off
some
pasty
.
"
Would
you
like
some
?
"
he
asked
.
She
was
standing
immediately
behind
him
,
now
.
"
No
,
"
she
said
.
"
You
eat
it
.
I
don
’
t
eat
food
any
more
.
"
He
ate
his
pasty
.
It
was
good
.
"
I
want
to
look
at
you
,
"
he
said
.
"
You
won
’
t
like
it
,
"
she
told
him
.
"
Please
?
"
She
stepped
around
the
stone
angel
.
Shadow
looked
at
her
,
in
the
daylight
.
Some
things
were
different
and
some
things
were
the
same
.
Her
eyes
had
not
changed
,
nor
had
the
crooked
hopefulness
of
her
smile
.
And
she
was
,
very
obviously
,
very
dead
.
Shadow
finished
his
pasty
.
He
stood
up
and
tipped
the
crumbs
out
of
the
paper
bag
,
then
folded
it
up
and
put
it
back
into
his
pocket
.
The
time
he
had
spent
in
the
funeral
home
in
Cairo
made
it
easier
somehow
for
him
to
be
in
her
presence
.
He
did
not
know
what
to
say
to
her
.
