Коллекционер
Chapter 1
Ihaveotherthingstogive.AndIcan’tgivethemtoyou,becauseIdon’tloveyou."
Isaid,thatchangeseverythingthen,doesn’tit.Istoodup,myheadwasthrobbing.SheknewwhatImeantatonce,Icouldseeitinherface,butshepretendednottounderstand.
"Whatdoyoumean?"
YouknowwhatImean,Isaid.
"I’llmarryyou.I’llmarryyouassoonasyoulike."
Haha,Isaid.
"Isn’tthatwhatyouwantedmetosay?"
IsupposeyouthinkIdon’tknowyoudon’tneedwitnessesandall,Isaid.
"Well?"
Idon’ttrustyouhalfaninch,Isaid.
Thewayshewaslookingatmereallymademesick.AsifIwasn’thumanhardly.Notasneer.JustasifIwassomethingoutofouterspace.Fascinatingalmost.
YouthinkIdon’tseethroughallthesoftassoapstuff,Isaid.
Shejustsaid,"Ferdinand."Likeshewasappealing.Anotherofhertricks.
Don’tyouFerdinandme,Isaid.
"Youpromised.Youcan’tbreakyourpromise."
IcandowhatIlike.
"ButIdon’tknowwhatyouwantofme.HowcanIproveI’myourfriendifyounevergivemeachanceofdoingso?"
Shutup,Isaid.
Thensuddenlysheacted,Iknewitwascoming,Iwasreadyforit,whatIwasn’treadyforwasthesoundofacaroutside.Justasitcameuptothehouse,shereachedwithherfootliketowarmit,butallofasuddenshekickedaburninglogoutofthehearthontothecarpet,atthesamemomentscreamedandranforthewindow,thenseeingtheywerepadlocked,forthedoor.ButIgotherfirst.
