Зеленая миля

Chapter 1

           BradDolanhassomethingtoarriveontimeforthesedays,doesn’the?Yes.OldPaulieEdgecombegoessomewhereintheearlymornings,oldPaulieEdgecombeisuptosomething,andMr.BradDolanintendstofindoutwhatitis.Whatdoyoudodownthere,Paulie?Tellme.Hewouldlikelybewatchingformealready.ItwouldbesmarttostayrightwhereIwas...exceptIcouldn’t.

           "Paul?"

           IturnedaroundsofastIalmostfelldown.ItwasmyfriendElaineConnelly.Hereyeswidenedandsheputoutherhands,asiftocatchme.LuckyforherIcaughtmybalance;Elaine’sarthritisisterrible,andIprobablywouldhavebrokenherintwolikeadrystickifI’dfallenintoherarms.Romancedoesn’tdiewhenyoupassintothestrangecountrythatliesbeyondeighty,butyoucanforgettheGonewiththeWindcrap.

           "I’msorry,"shesaid."Ididn’tmeantostartleyou."

           "That’sallright,"Isaid,andgaveherafeeblesmile."It’sabetterwake-upthanafacefulofcoldwater.Ishouldhireyoutodoiteverymorning."

           "Youwerelookingforhiscar,weren’tyou?Dolan’scar."

           Therewasnosensekiddingheraboutit,soInodded."IwishIcouldbesurehe’soverinthewestwing.I’dliketoslipoutforalittlewhile,butIdon’twanthimtoseeme."

           Shesmiledaghostoftheteasingimp’ssmileshemusthavehadasagirl."Nosybastard,isn’the?"

           "Yes.

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