Chapter 7

           SoTheChiefburnedandThePresidentwalkedasfarasCBlock,anyway,whichwashometomostofColdMountain’shundredandfiftylifers.LifeforThePresturnedouttobetwelveyears.Hewasdrownedintheprisonlaundryin1944.NottheColdMountainprisonlaundry;ColdMountainclosedin1933.Idon’tsupposeitmatteredmuchtotheinmateswarsiswalls,astheconssay,andOldSparkywaseverybitaslethalinhisownlittlestonedeathchamber,Ireckon,ashe’deverbeeninthestorageroomatColdMountain.

           AsforThePres,someoneshovedhimface-firstintoavatofdry-cleaningfluidandheldhimthere.Whentheguardspulledhimoutagain,hisfacewasalmostentirelygone.TheyhadtoIDhimbyhisfingerprints.Onthewhole,hemighthavebeenbetteroffwithOldSparky...butthenheneverwouldhavehadthoseextratwelveyears,wouldhe?Idoubthethoughtmuchaboutthem,though,inthelastminuteorsoofhislife,whenhislungsweretryingtolearnhowtobreatheHexliteandlyecleanser.

           Theynevercaughtwhoeverdidforhim.BythenIwasoutofthecorrectionslineofwork,butHarryTerwilligerwroteandtoldme."Hegotcommutedmostlybecausehewaswhite,"Harrywrote,"buthegotitintheend,justthesame.Ijustthinkofitasalongstayofexecutionthatfinallyranout."

           TherewasaquiettimeforusinEBlock,onceThePreswasgone.HarryandDeanweretemporarilyreassigned,anditwasjustme,Brutal,andPercyontheGreenMileforalittlebit.

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