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"
Well
,
"
he
said
,
"
I
agreed
to
do
it
.
I
could
have
said
no
.
"
He
wondered
why
he
wasn
’
t
scared
of
her
:
why
a
dream
of
a
museum
could
leave
him
terrified
,
while
he
seemed
to
be
coping
with
a
walking
corpse
without
fear
.
"
Yes
,
"
she
said
.
"
You
could
have
.
You
big
galoot
.
"
Smoke
wreathed
her
face
.
She
was
very
beautiful
in
the
dim
light
.
"
You
want
to
know
about
me
and
Robbie
?
"
"
I
guess
.
"
She
stubbed
out
the
cigarette
in
the
ashtray
.
"
You
were
in
prison
,
"
she
said
.
"
And
I
needed
someone
to
talk
to
.
I
needed
a
shoulder
to
cry
on
.
You
weren
’
t
there
.
I
was
upset
.
"
"
I
’
m
sorry
.
"
Shadow
realized
something
was
different
about
her
voice
,
and
he
tried
to
figure
out
what
it
was
.
"
I
know
.
So
we
’
d
meet
for
coffee
.
Talk
about
what
we
’
d
do
when
you
got
out
of
prison
.
How
good
it
would
be
to
see
you
again
.
He
really
liked
you
,
you
know
.
He
was
looking
forward
to
giving
you
back
your
old
job
.
"
"
Yes
.
"
"
And
then
Audrey
went
to
visit
her
sister
for
a
week
.
This
was
,
oh
,
a
year
,
thirteen
months
after
you
’
d
gone
away
.
"
Her
voice
lacked
expression
;
each
word
was
flat
and
dull
,
like
pebbles
dropped
,
one
by
one
,
into
a
deep
well
.
"
Robbie
came
over
.
We
got
drunk
together
.
We
did
it
on
the
floor
of
the
bedroom
.
It
was
good
.
It
was
really
good
.
"
"
I
didn
’
t
need
to
hear
that
.
"
