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whisнpered, УBye, Dale,Ф and ran back to the car.

Carla turned north on Highway 35. Eddi hung over the back of her
seat watching the Minneapolis skyline rise up and unroll behind
them. White light banded the top of the IDS building, rebounded
off the darkened geometry of a blue glass tower nearby. The clock
on the old courthouse added the angular red of its hands. The river
glittered like wrinkled black patent leather, and the railroad bridges
glowed like something from a movie set.

УI love this view,Ф Eddi sighed. УEven the MetrodomeТs not bad
from here, for a glow-in-the-dark fungus.Ф

УBoy, you are feeling sentimental,Ф said Carla.

УYeah.Ф Eddi turned around to face the windshield. УCarla, am I
doing the right thing?Ф

УYou mean dumping Personality Man?Ф

Eddi looked at her, startled.

УHey,Ф Carla continued, Уno big deduction. You couldnТt leave StuТs
band and stay friends with StuЧnobody could. So kissing off the
band means breaking up with Mr. Potato Head.Ф

Eddi giggled. УItТs a really pretty potato.Ф

УAnd solid all the way through. ThisТll probably wipe the band out,
yТknow.Ф

УHe can replace me,Ф Eddi shrugged.

УMaybe. But you and me?Ф

УYouТre quitting?Ф

УIТm not sticking around to watch Stuart piss and moan.Ф CarlaТs
tone was a little too offhand, and Eddi shot her a glance. УOh, all
right,Ф Carla amended. УStuart would scream about what a bitch
and a traitor you are, IТd tell him he was a shit and didnТt deserve
you, and IТd end up walking out anyway. Why not now?Ф

Eddi slugged her gently in the shoulder. УYer a pal.Ф

УYeah, yeah. So start a band I can drum in.Ф

УYou could play for anybody.Ф

УI donТt want to play for anybody. You do that, you end up working