Бойцовский клуб
Chapter 20
Oneminute,you’reaperson,thenextminute,you’reanobject, andMomandDadwouldhavetocallolddoctorwhoever andgetyourdentalrecordsbecausetherewouldn’tbemuchleftofyourface, andMomandDad,they’dalwaysexpectedsomuchmorefromyouand, no,lifewasn’tfair,andnowitwascometothis.
Fourteendollars.
This,Isaid,isthisyourmom?
Yeah.Youwerecrying,sniffing,crying.Youswallowed.Yeah.
Youhadalibrarycard. Youhadavideomovierentalcard. Asocialsecuritycard. Fourteendollarscash. Iwantedtotakethebuspass,butthemechanicsaidtoonlytakethedriver’slicense. Anexpiredcommunitycollegestudentcard.
Youusedtostudysomething.
You’dworkedupaprettyintensecryatthispointsoIpressedthegunalittleharderagainstyourcheek, andyoustartedtostepbackuntilIsaid, don’tmoveoryou’redeadrighthere. Now,whatdidyoustudy?
Where?
Incollege,Isaid.Youhaveastudentcard.
Oh,youdidn’tknow,sob,swallow,sniff,stuff,biology.
Listen,now,you’regoingtodie,Ray-mondK.K.K.Hessel,tonight. Youmightdieinonesecondorinonehour,youdecide. Solietome.Tellmethefirstthingoffthetopofyourhead. Makesomethingup.Idon’tgiveashit.Ihavethegun.
Finally,youwerelisteningandcomingoutofthelittletragedyinyourhead.
