Зеленая миля

Chapter 9

           Ithungthereforamomentonhishaggardfaceandthenslippedoff.

           "Howyoudoing,BigJohn?"Brutalasked,climbingintothebackofthetruckagainandretrievinghisownblanket.

           "Fine,boss,"Johnsaidlistlessly."I’sfine."

           Brutalpattedhisknee."We’llbebacksoon.Andwhenwegetsquaredaway,youknowwhat?I’mgoingtoseeyougetagreatbigcupofhotcoffee.Sugarandcream,too."

           Youbet,Ithought,goingaroundtothepassengersideofthecabandclimbingin.Ifwedon’tgetarrestedandthrowninjailourselvesfirst.

           ButI’dbeenlivingwiththatideaeversincewe’dthrownPercyintotherestraintroom,anditdidn’tworrymeenoughtokeepmeawake.IdozedoffanddreamedofCalvaryHill.Thunderinthewestandasmellthatmighthavebeenjuniperberries.BrutalandHarryandDeanandIwerestandingaroundinrobesandtinhatslikeinaCecilB.DeMillemovie.WewereCenturions,Iguess.Therewerethreecrosses,PercyWetmoreandEduardDelacroixflankingJohnCoffey.IlookeddownatmyhandandsawIwasholdingabloodyhammer.

           Wegottogethimdownfromthere,Paul!Brutalscreamed.Wegottogethimdown!

           Exceptwecouldn’t,they’dtakenawaythestepladder.IstartedtotellBrutalthis,andthenanextra-hardbounceofthetruckwokemeup.WewerebackingintotheplacewhereHarryhadhiddenthetruckearlieronadaythatalreadyseemedtostretchbacktothebeginningoftime.

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