Зеленая миля

Chapter 12

           "AsIliveandbreathe!Whatinthegoodnesscanyoutwobedoinghere?"

           Iturned,notatallsurprisedtoseeBradDolanthereinthedoorway.Hewasgrinningasamanonlydoeswhenhefeelshe’sfooledyourightgoodandproper.Howfardowntheroadhadhedrivenafterhisshiftwasover?MaybeonlyasfarasTheWranglerforabeerortwoandmaybealap-dancebeforecomingback.

           "Getout,"Elainesaidcoldly."Getoutrightnow."

           "Don’tyoutellmetogetout,youwrinkledyoldbitch,"hesaid,stillsmiling."Maybeyoucantellmethatupthehill,butyouain’ttipthehillnow.Thisain’twhereyou’resupposedtobe.Thisisoff-limits.Littlelove-nest,Paulie?Isthatwhatyougothere?KindofaPlayboypadforthegeriatric..."Hiseyeswidenedasheatlastsawtheshed’stenant."Whatthefuck?"

           Ididn’tturntolook.Iknewwhatwasthere,foronething;foranother,thepasthadsuddenlydoubledoverthepresent,makingoneterribleimage,three-dimensionalinitsreality.Itwasn’tBradDolanstandingthereinthedoorwaybutPercyWetmore.InanothermomenthewouldrushintotheshedandcrushMr.Jingles(whonolongerhadahopeofoutrunninghim)underhisshoe,andthistimetherewasnoJohnCoffeytobringhimbackfromtheedgeofdeath.AnymorethantherehadbeenaJohnCoffeywhenIneededhimonthatrainydayinAlabama.

           Igottomyfeet,notfeelinganyacheinmyjointsormusclesthistime,andrushedtowardDolan.

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