Коллекционер
Chapter 3
Idon’tthinkitmatteredthenanyway,shewasinaterriblefeverandshedidn’tknowme,andwhenIliftedtotakeherupstairsshetriedtostruggleandscream,butshewassoweakshecouldn’t.What’smorehercoughingstoppedherscreamingandseemedtomakeherrealizewherewewere.Ihadaproperjobgettingherupstairs,butImanageditandputherinthebedinthespareroom(Ihadgotitallwarmed),wheresheseemedhappier.Shedidn’tsayanything,thecoldairhadmadehercoughandbringup,herfacewasthefunnypurplishcolour,too.Isaid,thedoctor’scoming,whichsheseemedtounderstand.
Istayedabittoseeifshewouldbeallright,Iwasafraidshemighthavejustthestrengthtogotothewindowandattracttheattentionofanyonepassing.Iknewshecouldn’treally,butIseemedtofindreasonsnottogo.Iwentseveraltimestoheropendoor,shewaslyingthereinthedarkness,Icouldhearherbreathing,sometimesshewasmuttering,onceshecalledformeandIwentandstoodbesideherandallshecouldsaywasdoctor,doctor,andIsaidhe’scoming,don’tworryandIwipedherface,shecouldn’tstopsweating.Idon’tknowwhyIdidn’tgothen,Itried,butIcouldn’t,Icouldn’tfacetheideaofnotknowinghowshewas,ofnotbeingabletoseeherwheneverIwanted.Iwasjustlikeinlovewithheralloveragain.
