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"S'okay," Charlie said. "Me, too. "
Still not looking up, Lily said, "But really, should you be telling me any of this?"
"Probably not," Charlie said. "It's sort of a big burden to carry. Sort of - "
"A dirty job?" Lily looked up now and grinned.
"Yeah," Charlie smiled, relieved. "I won't bring it up again. "
"That's okay. It's kind of cool. "
"Really?" Charlie couldn't remember anyone ever referring to him as cool. He was touched.
"Not you. The whole Death thing. "
"Yeah, right," Charlie said. Yes! Still batting a thousand on the zero-cool quotient. "But you're right, it's not safe. No more talk about my, uh, avocation. "
"And I'll never call you Charlie again," Lily said. "Ever. "
"That would be fine," Charlie said. "We'll act like this never happened. Excellent. Good talk. Resume your thinly veiled contempt. "
"Fuck off, Asher. "
"Atta girl. "
They were waiting for him the next morning when he took his walk. He expected it, and he wasn't disappointed. He'd stopped in the shop to pick up an Italian suit he'd just taken in, as well as a cigar lighter that had languished in a curio case in the back for two years, which he stuffed in his satchel with the glowing porcelain bear that was the soul vessel of someone who had passed long ago. Then he stepped outside and stood just above the opening of the storm drain - waved at the tourists on the cable car as it clanked by.
"Good morning," he said cheerily. Anyone watching him might have thought he was greeting the day, since there was no one around.
"We'll peck out her eyes like ripe plums," hissed a female voice out of the drain. "Bring us up, Meat. Bring us up so we can lap your blood from the gaping wound we tear in your chest. "
"And crunch your bones in our jaws like candy," added a different voice, also female.
"Yeah," agreed the first voice, "like candy. "
"Yeah," said a third.
Charlie felt his entire body go to gooseflesh, but he shook it off and tried to keep his voice steady.
"Well, today would be a good day for it," Charlie said. "I'm well rested from sleeping in my comfy bed with the down comforter. Not like I spent the night in a sewer or anything. "
"Bastard!" A hissing female chorus.
"Well, talk to you on the next block. "
Strolled up the block into Chinatown, pacing out the sidewalk jauntily with his sword-cane, the suit inside a light garment bag thrown over his shoulder. He tried whistling, but thought that might be a little too clich??. They were already under the next corner when he got there.
"I'm going to suck the baby's soul out through her soft spot while you watch, Meat. "
"Oh, nice!" Charlie said, gritting his teeth and trying not to sound as horrified as he was. "She's starting to crawl around pretty well now, so don't miss breakfast that day, because if she has her little rubber spoon, she'll probably kick your ass. "
There was a screech of anger from the sewers and a harsh, hissing chatter. "He can't say that? Can he say that? Does he know who we are?"
"Taking a left at the next block. See you there. "
There was a young Chinese man dressed in hip-hop wear who looked at Charlie and took a quick step to the side so as not to catch whatever kind of crazy this well-dressed Lo pak[1] was carrying. Charlie tapped his ear and said, "Sorry, wireless headset. "
The hip-hop guy nodded curtly, like he knew that, and despite appearances to the contrary, he had not been trippin', but had, in fact, been chillin' like a mo-fuckin' villain, so step the fuck off, wigga. He crossed against the light, limping slightly under the weig
