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Hallorann
nodded
.
"
Sometimes
I
do
,
too
.
"
"
Yeah
.
I
know
you
do
.
But
you
take
care
.
"
"
I
will
.
"
Cottrell
disappeared
into
the
blowing
dimness
with
a
final
wave
,
his
engineer
cap
still
mounted
perkily
on
his
head
.
Hallorann
got
going
again
,
the
chains
flailing
at
the
snowcover
on
the
road
,
finally
digging
in
enough
to
start
the
Buick
moving
.
Behind
him
,
Howard
Cottrell
gave
a
final
good
-
luck
blast
on
his
plow
’
s
airhorn
,
although
it
was
really
unnecessary
;
Hallorann
could
feel
him
wishing
him
good
luck
.
That
’
s
two
shines
in
one
day
,
he
thought
,
and
that
ought
to
be
some
kind
of
good
omen
.
But
he
distrusted
omens
,
good
or
bad
.
And
meeting
two
people
with
the
shine
in
one
day
(
when
he
usually
didn
’
t
run
across
more
than
four
or
five
in
the
course
of
a
year
)
might
not
mean
anything
.
That
feeling
of
finality
,
a
feeling
(
like
things
are
all
wrapped
up
)
he
could
not
completely
define
was
still
very
much
with
him
.
It
was
The
Buick
wanted
to
skid
sideways
around
a
tight
curve
and
Hallorann
jockeyed
it
carefully
,
hardly
daring
to
breathe
.
He
turned
on
the
radio
again
and
it
was
Aretha
,
and
Aretha
was
just
fine
.
He
’
d
share
his
Hertz
Buick
with
her
any
day
.
Another
gust
of
wind
struck
the
car
,
making
it
rock
and
slip
around
.
Hallorann
cursed
it
and
hunched
more
closely
over
the
wheel
.
Aretha
finished
her
song
and
then
the
jock
was
on
again
,
telling
him
that
driving
today
was
a
good
way
to
get
killed
.
