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"
None
of
this
should
have
happened
.
Our
kind
of
people
,
we
are
…
"
he
waved
the
cigarillo
about
,
as
if
using
it
to
hunt
for
a
word
,
then
stabbing
forward
with
it
,
"
…
exclusive
.
We
’
re
not
social
.
Not
even
me
.
Not
even
Bacchus
.
Not
for
long
.
We
walk
by
ourselves
or
we
stay
in
our
own
little
groups
.
We
do
not
play
well
with
others
.
We
like
to
be
adored
and
respected
and
worshiped
—
me
,
I
like
them
to
be
tellin
’
tales
about
me
,
tales
showing
my
cleverness
.
It
’
s
a
fault
,
I
know
,
but
it
’
s
the
way
I
am
.
We
like
to
be
big
.
Now
,
in
these
shabby
days
,
we
are
small
.
The
new
gods
rise
and
fall
and
rise
again
.
But
this
is
not
a
country
that
tolerates
gods
for
long
.
Brahma
creates
,
Vishnu
preserves
,
Shiva
destroys
,
and
the
ground
is
clear
for
Brahma
to
create
once
more
.
"
"
So
what
are
you
saying
?
"
asked
Shadow
.
"
The
fighting
’
s
over
,
now
?
The
battle
’
s
done
?
"
Mr
.
Nancy
snorted
.
"
Are
you
out
of
your
mind
?
They
killed
Wednesday
.
They
killed
him
and
they
bragged
about
it
.
They
spread
the
word
.
They
’
ve
showed
it
on
every
channel
to
those
with
eyes
to
see
it
.
No
,
Shadow
.
It
’
s
only
just
begun
.
"
He
bent
down
at
the
foot
of
the
stone
monument
,
stubbed
out
his
cigarillo
on
the
earth
,
and
left
it
there
,
like
an
offering
.
"
You
used
to
make
jokes
,
"
said
Shadow
.
"
You
don
’
t
any
more
.
"
"
It
’
s
hard
to
find
the
jokes
these
days
.
Wednesday
’
s
dead
.
Are
you
comin
’
inside
?
"
"
Soon
.
"
Nancy
walked
away
,
toward
the
motel
.
Shadow
reached
out
his
hand
and
touched
the
monument
’
s
stones
.
He
dragged
his
big
fingers
across
the
cold
brass
plate
.
Then
he
turned
and
walked
over
to
the
tiny
white
church
,
walked
through
the
open
doorway
,
into
the
darkness
.
He
sat
down
in
the
nearest
pew
and
closed
his
eyes
and
lowered
his
head
,
and
thought
about
Laura
,
and
about
Wednesday
,
and
about
being
alive
.
There
was
a
click
from
behind
him
,
and
a
scuff
of
shoe
against
earth
.
Shadow
sat
up
,
and
turned
.
Someone
stood
just
outside
the
open
doorway
,
a
dark
shape
against
the
stars
.
Moonlight
glinted
from
something
metal
.
