Коллекционер
Chapter 1
Youwouldn’tbelievemeifItoldyouIwasveryhappy,wouldyou,Isaid.Ofcourseshecouldn’tanswer.
BecauseyouthinkIdon’tfeelanythingproperly,youdon’tknowIhavedeepfeelingsbutIcan’texpressthemlikeyoucan,Isaid.
Justbecauseyoucan’texpressyourfeelingsitdoesn’tmeanthey’renotdeep.Allthetimewewerewalkingonunderthedarkbranches.
AllI’masking,Isaid,isthatyouunderstandhowmuchIloveyou,howmuchIneedyou,howdeepitis.
It’saneffort,Isaid,sometimes.Ididn’tliketoboast,butImeanthertothinkforamomentofwhatothermenmighthavedone,ifthey’dhadherintheirpower.
We’dcometothelawnontheothersideagain,andthentothehouse.Acarsoundedandgrewcloseandwentondownthelanebeyondthehouse.Ihadatightholdonher.
Wecametothecellardoor.Isaid,doyouwanttogoroundagain?
Tomysurprise,sheshookherhead.
NaturallyItookherbackdown.WhenIgotthegagandcordsoffshesaid,"I’dlikesometea.Pleasegoandmakesome.Lockthedoor.I’llstayhere."
Imadethetea.AssoonasItookitinandpouredit,shespoke.
"Iwanttosaysomething,"shesaid."It’sgottobesaid."
Iwaslistening.
"Youwantedtokissmeoutthere,didn’tyou?"
I’msorry,Isaid.AsusualIstartedtoblush.
"FirstofallIshouldliketothankyoufornotdoingso,becauseIdon’twantyoutokissme.
