Зеленая миля

Chapter 4

           It’stheAmericandamnway.EvenagiantlikeCoffeydoesn’tgetnoticedeverywherehegoes...until,thatis,hedecidestokillacoupleoflittlegirls.Littlewhitegirls."

           "Doyoubelievethat?"Iasked.

           Hegavemeablandlookfromhistoo-thinface."SometimesIdo,"hesaid.

           Hiswifeleanedoutofthekitchenwindowlikeanengineerfromthecabofalocomotiveandcalled,"Kids!Cookiesareready!"Sheturnedtome."Wouldyoulikeanoatmeal-raisincookie,Mr.Edgecombe?"

           "I’msurethey’redelicious,ma’am,butI’lltakeapassthistime."

           "Allright,"shesaid,anddrewherheadbackinside.

           "Haveyouseenthescarsonhim?"Hammersmithaskedabruptly.Hewasstillwatchinghiskids,whocouldn’tquitebringthemselvestoabandonthepleasuresoftheswingnotevenforoatmeal-raisincookies.

           "Yes."ButIwassurprisedhehad.

           Hesawmyreactionandlaughed."Thedefenseattorney’sonebigvictorywasgettingCoffeytotakeoffhisshirtandshowthosescarstothejury.Theprosecutor,GeorgePeterson,objectedlikehell,butthejudgeallowedit.OldGeorgecouldhavesaved,hisbreathjuriesaroundthesepartsdon’tbuyallthatpsychologycrapabouthowpeoplewho’vebeenmistreatedjustcan’thelpthemselves.Theybelievepeoplecanhelpthemselves.It’sapointofviewIhavealotofsympathyfor...butthosescarswereprettyghastly,justthesame.

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