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"
Hey
,
"
said
the
young
man
.
"
It
’
s
true
,
isn
’
t
it
?
They
killed
him
?
"
"
Yes
,
"
said
Mr
.
Nancy
.
"
They
killed
him
.
"
The
young
man
banged
several
boxes
of
Cap
’
n
Crunch
down
on
the
shelf
.
"
They
think
they
can
crush
us
like
cockroaches
,
"
he
said
.
He
had
an
eruption
of
acne
across
one
cheek
and
over
his
forehead
.
He
had
a
silver
bracelet
high
on
one
forearm
.
"
We
don
’
t
crush
that
easy
,
do
we
?
"
"
No
,
"
said
Mr
.
Nancy
.
"
We
don
’
t
.
"
"
I
’
ll
be
there
,
sir
,
"
said
the
young
man
,
his
pale
blue
eyes
blazing
.
"
I
know
you
will
,
Gwydion
,
"
said
Mr
.
Nancy
.
Mr
.
Nancy
bought
several
large
bottles
of
RC
Cola
,
a
six
-
pack
of
toilet
paper
,
a
pack
of
evil
-
looking
black
cigarillos
,
a
bunch
of
bananas
and
a
pack
of
Doublemint
chewing
gum
.
"
He
’
s
a
good
boy
.
Came
over
in
the
seventh
century
.
Welsh
.
"
The
bus
meandered
first
to
the
west
and
then
to
the
north
.
Spring
faded
back
into
the
dead
end
of
winter
.
Kansas
was
the
cheerless
gray
of
lonesome
clouds
,
empty
windows
and
lost
hearts
.
Shadow
had
become
adept
at
hunting
for
radio
stations
,
negotiating
between
Mr
.
Nancy
,
who
liked
talk
radio
and
dance
music
,
and
Czernobog
,
who
favored
classical
music
,
the
gloomier
the
better
,
leavened
with
the
more
extreme
evangelical
religious
stations
.
For
himself
,
Shadow
liked
oldies
stations
.
Toward
the
end
of
the
afternoon
they
stopped
,
at
Czernobog
’
s
request
,
on
the
outskirts
of
Cherryvale
,
Kansas
(
pop
.
2
,
464
)
.
Czernobog
led
them
to
a
meadow
outside
the
town
.
