Зеленая миля

Chapter 12

           Thepathtotheparkinglotgoesbythecroquetcourse,sohesawmethere,buthedidn’tgivemeeitherawaveorascowl.Thatwasfinebyme.HegotintohisoldChevroletwiththebumperstickerreadingIHAVESEENGODANDHISNAMEISNEWT.Thenhewasgonetowhereverhegoeswhenheisn’there,layingathintrailofdiscountmotoroilbehind.

           Aroundfouro’clock,Elainejoinedme,justasshehadpromised.Fromthelookofhereyes,she’ddonealittlemorecrying.Sheputherarmsaroundmeandhuggedmetight."PoorJohnCoffey,"shesaid."AndpoorPaulEdgecombe,too."

           PoorPaul,IheardJansaying.Pooroldguy.

           Elainebegantocryagain.Iheldher,thereonthecroquetcourseinthelatesunshine.Ourshadowslookedasiftheyweredancing.PerhapsintheMakeBelieveBallroomweusedtolistentoontheradiobackinthosedays.

           Atlastshegotherselfundercontrolanddrewbackfromme.ShefoundaKleenexinherblousepocketandwipedherstreamingeyeswithit."WhathappenedtotheWarden’swife,Paul?WhathappenedwithMelly?"

           "Shewasconsideredthemarveloftheage,atleastbythedoctorsatIndianolaHospital,"Isaid.Itookherarmandwebegantowalktowardthepathwhichledawayfromtheemployees,parkinglotandintothewoods.TowardthesheddownbythewallbetweenGeorgiaPinesandtheworldofyoungerpeople."Shediedofaheartattack,notabraintumortenorelevenyearslater.Inforty-three,Ithink.

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