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"
He
was
touched
by
God
.
"
The
gunslinger
said
,
"
I
have
never
seen
Him
.
"
"
He
was
here
ever
since
I
can
remember
-
Nort
,
I
mean
,
not
God
.
"
She
laughed
jaggedly
into
the
dark
.
"
He
had
a
honeywagon
for
a
while
.
Started
to
drink
.
Started
to
smell
the
grass
.
Then
to
smoke
it
.
The
kids
started
to
follow
him
around
and
sic
their
dogs
onto
him
.
He
wore
old
green
pants
that
stank
.
Do
you
understand
?
"
"
Yes
.
"
"
He
started
to
chew
it
.
At
the
last
he
just
sat
in
there
and
didn
’
t
eat
anything
.
He
might
have
been
a
king
,
in
his
mind
.
The
children
might
have
been
his
jesters
,
and
the
dogs
his
princes
.
"
"
Yes
.
"
"
He
died
right
in
front
of
this
place
,
"
she
said
.
"
He
came
clumping
down
the
boardwalk
-
his
boots
wouldn
’
t
wear
out
,
they
were
engineer
boots
-
with
the
children
and
dogs
behind
him
.
He
looked
like
wire
clothes
hangers
all
wrapped
and
twirled
together
.
You
could
see
all
the
lights
of
hell
in
his
eyes
,
but
he
was
grinning
,
just
like
the
grins
the
children
carve
into
their
pumpkins
on
All
-
Saints
Eve
.
You
could
smell
the
dirt
and
the
rot
and
the
weed
.
It
was
running
down
from
the
corners
of
his
mouth
like
green
blood
.
I
think
he
meant
to
come
in
and
listen
to
Sheb
play
the
piano
And
right
in
front
,
he
stopped
and
cocked
his
head
.
I
could
see
him
,
and
I
thought
he
heard
a
coach
,
although
there
was
none
due
.
Then
he
puked
,
and
it
was
black
and
full
of
blood
.
It
went
right
through
that
grin
like
sewer
water
through
a
grate
.
The
stink
was
enough
to
make
you
want
to
run
mad
.
He
raised
up
his
arms
and
just
threw
over
.
That
was
all
.
He
died
with
that
grin
on
his
face
,
in
his
own
vomit
.
"
She
was
trembling
beside
him
.
Outside
,
the
wind
kept
up
its
steady
whine
,
and
somewhere
far
away
a
door
was
banging
,
like
a
sound
heard
in
a
dream
.
Mice
ran
in
the
walls
.
The
gunslinger
thought
in
the
back
of
his
mind
that
it
was
probably
the
only
place
in
town
prosperous
enough
to
support
mice
.
He
put
a
hand
on
her
belly
and
she
started
violently
,
then
relaxed
.
"
The
man
in
black
,
"
he
said
.
