Зеленая миля

Chapter 1

           What’safewsleeplessnightsatourage?What’sseeingaghostontheTV,forthatmatter?Areyougoingtotellmeit’stheonlyoneyou’veeverseen?"

           IthoughtaboutWardenMoores,andHarryTerwilliger,andBrutusHowell;IthoughtaboutMYmother,andaboutJan,mywife,whodiedinAlabama.Iknewaboutghosts,allright.

           "No,"Isaid."Itwasn’tthefirstghostI’veeverseen.ButElaineitwasashock.Becauseitwashim."

           Shekissedmeagain,thenstoodup,wincingasshedidsoandpressingtheheelsofherhandstothetopsofherhips,asifshewereafraidtheymightactuallyexplodeoutthroughherskinifshewasn’tverycareful.

           "IthinkI’vechangedmymindaboutthetelevision,"shesaid."I’vegotanextrapillthatI’vebeenkeepingforarainyday...ornight.IthinkI’lltakeitandgobacktobed.Maybeyoushoulddothesame."

           "Yes,"Isaid."IsupposeIshould."ForonewildmomentIthoughtofsuggestingthatwegobacktobedtogether,andthenIsawthedullpaininhereyesandthoughtbetterofit.Becauseshemighthavesaidyes,andshewouldonlyhavesaidthatforme.Notsogood.

           WelefttheTVroom(Iwon’tdignifyitwiththatothername,noteventobeironic)sidebyside,mematchingmystepstohers,whichwereslowandpainfullycareful.Thebuildingwasquietexceptforsomeonemoaninginthegripofabaddreambehindsomecloseddoor

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