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Shadow
walked
over
to
his
rental
car
.
He
could
see
the
gray
flatness
of
the
lake
at
the
center
of
the
town
.
He
thought
of
the
dead
children
who
waited
at
the
bottom
of
the
water
.
Soon
,
Alison
would
float
to
the
surface
…
As
Shadow
drove
past
Hinzelmann
’
s
place
he
could
see
the
plume
of
smoke
had
already
turned
into
a
blaze
.
He
could
hear
a
siren
wail
.
He
drove
south
,
heading
for
Highway
51
.
He
was
on
his
way
to
keep
his
final
appointment
.
But
before
that
,
he
thought
,
he
would
stop
off
in
Madison
,
for
one
last
goodbye
.
Best
of
everything
,
Samantha
Black
Crow
liked
closing
up
the
Coffee
House
at
night
.
It
was
a
perfectly
calming
thing
to
do
:
it
gave
her
a
feeling
that
she
was
putting
order
back
into
the
world
.
She
would
put
on
an
Indigo
Girls
CD
,
and
she
would
do
her
final
chores
of
the
night
at
her
own
pace
and
in
her
own
way
.
First
,
she
would
clean
the
espresso
machine
.
Then
she
would
do
the
final
rounds
,
ensuring
that
any
missed
cups
or
plates
were
deposited
back
in
the
kitchen
,
and
that
the
newspapers
that
were
always
scattered
around
the
Coffee
House
by
the
end
of
each
day
were
collected
together
and
piled
neatly
by
the
front
door
,
all
ready
for
recycling
.
She
loved
the
Coffee
House
.
She
’
d
gone
there
as
a
customer
for
six
months
before
she
talked
Jeff
,
the
manager
,
into
giving
her
a
job
.
It
was
a
long
,
winding
series
of
rooms
filled
with
armchairs
and
sofas
and
low
tables
,
on
a
street
lined
with
second
-
hand
bookstores
.
She
covered
the
leftover
slices
of
cheesecake
and
put
them
into
the
large
refrigerator
for
the
night
,
then
she
took
a
cloth
and
wiped
the
last
of
the
crumbs
away
.
She
enjoyed
being
alone
.
As
she
worked
she
would
sing
along
with
the
Indigo
Girls
.
Sometimes
she
would
break
into
a
dance
for
a
step
or
two
,
before
catching
herself
,
and
stopping
,
smiling
wryly
at
herself
.
A
tapping
on
the
window
jerked
her
attention
from
her
chores
back
to
the
real
world
.
She
went
to
the
door
,
opened
it
,
to
admit
a
woman
of
about
Sam
’
s
age
,
with
pigtailed
magenta
hair
.
Her
name
was
Natalie
.
