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"
You
will
,
hon
,
"
she
said
.
"
Before
all
this
is
over
.
You
will
.
"
She
turned
away
from
him
,
and
walked
down
the
corridor
.
Shadow
looked
out
of
the
doorway
.
The
night
clerk
kept
on
reading
his
John
Grisham
novel
,
and
barely
looked
up
as
she
walked
past
him
.
There
was
thick
graveyard
mud
clinging
to
her
shoes
.
And
then
she
was
gone
.
Shadow
breathed
out
,
a
slow
sigh
.
His
heart
was
pounding
arrhythmically
in
his
chest
.
He
walked
across
the
hall
and
knocked
on
Wednesday
’
s
door
.
As
he
knocked
he
got
the
weirdest
notion
,
that
he
was
being
buffeted
by
black
wings
,
as
if
an
enormous
crow
was
flying
through
him
,
out
into
the
hall
and
the
world
beyond
.
Wednesday
opened
the
door
.
He
had
a
white
motel
towel
wrapped
around
his
waist
,
but
was
otherwise
nak
*
d
.
"
What
the
hell
do
you
want
?
"
he
asked
.
"
Something
you
should
know
,
"
said
Shadow
.
"
Maybe
it
was
a
dream
-
but
it
wasn
’
t
-
or
maybe
I
inhaled
some
of
the
fat
kid
’
s
synthetic
toad
-
skin
smoke
,
or
probably
I
’
m
just
going
mad
.
.
.
"
"
Yeah
,
yeah
.
Spit
it
out
,
"
said
Wednesday
.
"
I
’
m
kind
of
in
the
middle
of
something
here
.
"
Shadow
glanced
into
the
room
.
He
could
see
that
there
was
someone
in
the
bed
,
watching
him
.
A
sheet
pulled
up
over
small
br
*
*
sts
.
Pale
blonde
hair
,
something
rattish
about
the
face
.
He
lowered
his
voice
.
"
I
just
saw
my
wife
,
"
he
said
.
"
She
was
in
my
room
.
"
"
A
ghost
,
you
mean
?
You
saw
a
ghost
?
"
"
No
.
Not
a
ghost
.
She
was
solid
.
It
was
her
.
She
’
s
dead
all
right
,
but
it
wasn
’
t
any
kind
of
a
ghost
.
I
touched
her
.
She
kissed
me
.
"
