Зеленая миля

Chapter 8

           

           "Somethingspecialtoeat,then?"

           Hisbrowcreasedbelowthatexpanseofcleanbrownskull.Thenthelinessmoothedoutandhesmiled."Meatloaf’dbegood."

           "Meatloafitis.Withgravyandmashed."Ifeltatinglelikeyougetinyourarmwhenyou’vesleptonit,exceptthisonewasallovermybody.Inmybody."Whatelsetogowithit?"

           "Dunno,boss.Whateveryougot,Iguess.Okra,maybe,butI’snotpicky."

           "Allright,"Isaid,andthoughthewouldalsohaveMrs.JaniceEdgecombe’speachcobblerfordessert."Now,whataboutapreacher?Someoneyoucouldsayalittleprayerwith,nightafternext?Itcomfortsaman,soI’veseenthatmanytimes.IcouldgetintouchwithReverendSchuster,he’sthemanwhocamewhenDel"

           "Don’twantnopreacher,"Johnsaid."Youbeengoodtome,boss.Youcansayaprayer,ifyouwant.That’dbeallright.Icouldgetkneeboundwithyouabit,Iguess."

           "Me!John,Icouldn’t"

           Hepresseddownonmyhandsalittle,andthatfeelinggotstronger."Youcould,"hesaid."Couldn’tyou,boss?"

           "Isupposeso,"Iheardmyselfsay.Myvoiceseemedtohavedevelopedanecho."IsupposeIcould,ifitcametothat."

           Thefeelingwasstronginsidemebythen,anditwaslikebefore,whenhe’dcuredmywaterworks,butitwasdifferent,too.Andnotjustbecausetherewasnothingwrongwithmethistime.

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