Коллекционер
Chapter 1
Anywayaftersheusedtowritedownalmosteverydaywhatwehadtobuy,sheusedtotellmehowtocookittoo,itwasjustlikehavingawife,aninvalidoneyouhadtodoshoppingfor.IwascarefulinLewes,Ineverwenttothesameshoptwicerunningsothattheywouldn’tthinkIwasbuyingalotforoneperson.SomehowIalwaysthoughtpeoplecouldtellIlivedonmyown.
ThatfirstdayIboughtagramophonetoo.Onlyasmallone,butImustsayshelookedverypleased,Ididn’twanthertoknowIdidn’tknowanythingaboutmusicbutIsawarecordwithsomeorchestramusicbyMozartsoIboughtthat.Itwasagoodbuy,shelikeditandsomeforbuyingit.Onedaymuchlaterwhenwewerehearingit,shewascrying.Imean,hereyeswerewet.After,shesaidhewasdyingwhenhewroteitandheknewhewasdying.Itjustsoundedlikealltheresttomebutofcourseshewasmusical.
Well,thenextdayshebroughtupthebusinessabouthavingabathandfreshairagain.Ididn’tknowwhattodo;Iwentuptothebathroomtothinkaboutitwithoutpromisinganything.Thebathroomwindowwasovertheporchroundthecellardoor.Outtheback,whichwassafer.IntheendIgotupsomewoodandboardedacrosstheframe,three-inchscrews,soshecouldn’tsignalwiththelightorclimbout.Notthattherewasanyonelikelytobeoutthebacklateatnight.
Thattookcareofthebathroom.
WhatIdidnextwasIpretendedshewaswithmeandwalkedupfrombelowtoseewherethedangerspotswouldbe.Thedownstairsroomshadwoodeninsideshutters,itwaseasytodrawthemacrossandlockthem(laterIgotpadlocks)soshecouldn’tattractattentionthroughawindowandnosnooperscouldbelookinginandseeingthings.
