Зеленая миля

Chapter 2

           Helaysprawledonhisside,onearmthrownoutsothatthetipsofhisfingerstouchedthelinoleumoftheGreenMile,hiseyesshut,hisbreathingslowbutregular.Therewasevenapeacefullittlesmileonhisface,asifhe’dgonetosleeplisteningtohisfavoritelullaby.Atinyredrillofbloodwasseepingoutofhishairandstainingthecollarofhisnewprisonshirt.Thatwasall.

           "Percy,"Isaid."Helpme!"

           Percydidn’tmove,onlystoodagainstthewall,staringwithwide,stunnedeyes.Idon’tthinkheknewexactlywherehewas.

           "Percy,goddammit,grabholdofhim!"

           Hegotmoving,then,andHarryhelpedhim.TogetherthethreeofushauledtheunconsciousMr.WhartonintohiscellwhileBrutalhelpedDeantohisfeetandheldhimasgentlyasanymotherwhileDeanbentoverandhackedairbackintohislungs.

           Ournewproblemchilddidn’twakeupforalmostthreehours,butwhenhedid,heshowedabsolutelynoilleffectsfromBrutal’ssavagehit.Hecametothewayhemovedfast.Atonemomenthewaslyingonhisbunk,deadtotheworld.AtthenexthewasstandingatthebarshewassilentasacatandstaringoutatmeasIsatatthedutydesk,writingareportontheincident.WhenIfinallysensedsomeonelookingatmeandglancedup,therehewas,hisgrindisplayingasetofblackening,dyingteethwithseveralgapsamongthemalready.Itgavemeajumptoseehimtherelikethat.Itriednottoshowit,butIthinkheknew

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