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"
What
are
you
?
"
asked
Mr
.
Nancy
.
"
Some
kind
of
cheapskate
?
"
Mr
.
Nancy
bought
them
their
first
beers
,
and
Shadow
bought
the
second
round
.
He
stared
in
horror
as
Mr
.
Nancy
talked
the
barman
into
turning
on
the
karaoke
machine
,
and
then
watched
in
fascinated
embarrassment
as
the
old
man
belted
his
way
through
"
What
’
s
New
Pussycat
?
"
before
crooning
out
a
moving
,
tuneful
version
of
"
The
Way
You
Look
Tonight
.
"
He
had
a
fine
voice
,
and
by
the
end
the
handful
of
people
still
in
the
bar
were
cheering
and
applauding
him
.
When
he
came
back
to
Shadow
at
the
bar
he
was
looking
brighter
.
The
whites
of
his
eyes
were
clear
,
and
the
gray
pallor
that
had
touched
his
skin
was
gone
.
"
Your
turn
,
"
he
said
.
"
Absolutely
not
,
"
said
Shadow
.
But
Mr
.
Nancy
had
ordered
more
beers
and
was
handing
Shadow
a
stained
printout
of
songs
from
which
to
choose
.
"
Just
pick
a
song
you
know
the
words
to
.
"
"
This
is
not
funny
,
"
said
Shadow
.
The
world
was
beginning
to
swim
,
a
little
,
but
he
couldn
’
t
muster
the
energy
to
argue
,
and
then
Mr
.
Nancy
was
putting
on
the
backing
tape
to
"
Don
’
t
Let
Me
Be
Misunderstood
,
"
and
pushing
—
literally
pushing
—
Shadow
up
onto
the
tiny
makeshift
stage
at
the
end
of
the
bar
.
Shadow
held
the
mike
as
if
it
was
probably
live
,
and
then
the
backing
music
started
and
he
croaked
out
the
initial
"
Baby
…
"
Nobody
in
the
bar
threw
anything
in
his
direction
.
And
it
felt
good
.
"
Can
you
understand
me
now
?
"
His
voice
was
rough
but
melodic
,
and
rough
suited
the
song
just
fine
.
"
Sometimes
I
feel
a
little
mad
.
Don
’
t
you
know
that
no
one
alive
can
always
be
an
angel
…
"
And
he
was
still
singing
it
as
they
walked
home
through
the
busy
Florida
night
,
the
old
man
and
the
young
,
stumbling
and
happy
.
"
I
’
m
just
a
soul
whose
intentions
are
good
,
"
he
sang
to
the
crabs
and
the
spiders
and
the
palmetto
beetles
and
the
lizards
and
the
night
.
"
Oh
lord
,
please
don
’
t
let
me
be
misunderstood
.
"
