‘The TV’s the altar. I’m what people are sacrificing to.’
‘What do they sacrifice?’ asked Shadow.
‘Their time, mostly,’ said Lucy. ‘Sometimes each other.’ She raised two fingers, blew imaginary gun smoke from the tips. Then she winked, a big old I Love Lucy wink.
‘You’re a god?’ said Shadow. Lucy smirked, and took a lady-like puff of her cigarette.
‘You could say that,’ she said.
There are parts of this book that I find just delicious. Shadow's interactions with others are just fun to read.
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