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"
Not
a
thing
.
"
"
That
’
s
my
husband
,
"
she
said
.
Shadow
realized
that
he
was
smiling
.
He
had
been
inside
for
three
years
,
but
she
could
still
make
him
smile
.
"
Love
you
,
babes
,
"
said
Shadow
.
"
Love
you
,
puppy
,
"
said
Laura
.
Shadow
put
down
the
phone
.
When
they
got
married
Laura
told
Shadow
that
she
wanted
a
puppy
,
but
their
landlord
had
pointed
out
they
weren
’
t
allowed
pets
under
the
terms
of
their
lease
.
"
Hey
,
"
Shadow
had
said
,
"
I
’
ll
be
your
puppy
.
What
do
you
want
me
to
do
?
Chew
your
slippers
?
Piss
on
the
kitchen
floor
?
Lick
your
nose
?
Sniff
your
crotch
?
I
bet
there
’
s
nothing
a
puppy
can
do
I
can
’
t
do
!
"
And
he
picked
her
up
as
if
she
weighed
nothing
at
all
and
began
to
lick
her
nose
while
she
giggled
and
shrieked
,
and
then
he
carried
her
to
the
bed
.
In
the
food
hall
Sam
Fetisher
sidled
over
to
Shadow
and
smiled
,
showing
his
old
teeth
.
He
sat
down
beside
Shadow
and
began
to
eat
his
macaroni
and
cheese
.
"
We
got
to
talk
,
"
said
Sam
Fetisher
.
Sam
Fetisher
was
one
of
the
blackest
men
that
Shadow
had
ever
seen
.
He
might
have
been
sixty
.
He
might
have
been
eighty
.
Then
again
,
Shadow
had
met
thirty
-
year
-
old
crackheads
who
looked
older
than
Sam
Fetisher
.
