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People
are
in
the
dark
,
they
don
’
t
know
what
to
do
I
had
a
little
lantern
,
oh
but
it
got
blown
out
too
.
I
’
m
reaching
out
my
hand
.
I
hope
you
are
too
.
I
just
want
to
be
in
the
dark
with
you
.
—
GREG
BROWN
,
"
IN
THE
DARK
WITH
YOU
"
They
changed
cars
at
five
in
the
morning
,
in
Minneapolis
,
in
the
airport
’
s
long
-
term
parking
lot
.
They
drove
to
the
top
floor
,
where
the
parking
building
was
open
to
the
sky
.
Shadow
took
the
orange
uniform
and
the
handcuffs
and
leg
hobbles
,
put
them
in
the
brown
paper
bag
that
had
briefly
held
his
possessions
,
folded
the
whole
thing
up
and
dropped
it
into
a
parking
lot
garbage
can
.
They
had
been
waiting
for
ten
minutes
when
a
barrel
-
chested
young
man
came
out
of
an
airport
door
and
walked
over
to
them
.
He
was
eating
a
packet
of
Burger
King
french
fries
.
Shadow
recognized
him
immediately
:
he
had
sat
in
the
back
of
the
car
when
they
had
left
the
House
on
the
Rock
,
and
hummed
so
deeply
the
car
had
vibrated
.
He
now
sported
a
white
-
streaked
winter
beard
he
had
not
had
when
they
had
met
at
the
House
on
the
Rock
.
It
made
him
look
older
.
The
man
wiped
the
grease
from
his
hands
onto
his
sweater
,
extended
one
huge
hand
to
Shadow
.
"
I
heard
of
the
all
-
father
’
s
death
,
"
he
said
.
"
They
will
pay
,
and
they
will
pay
dearly
.
"
"
Wednesday
was
your
father
?
"
asked
Shadow
.
"
He
was
the
all
-
father
,
"
said
the
man
.
His
deep
voice
caught
in
his
throat
.
