I thought about moving south, about continuing to run, continuing to pretend I was alive. But it was, I knew now, much too late for that. There are doors, after all, between the living and the dead, and they swing in both directions.

“There were three of them there, then, and Amabella was introducing Bod and he w…”

“She could hear, some way off, her brothers calling to each other in the woods b…”

“Wednesday was talking to him. “I’m sorry?” said Shadow. “I said we’re here,” sa…”

“Laura looked up at him with dead blue eyes. I want to be alive again," she said…”