Цветы для Элджернона
PROGRESS REPORT 14
Incrediblethathedidn’trecognizemewhenIknewhimsoplainly.Ihadtoremindmyselfthathehadnotseenmeinmorethanfifteenyears,andthatmyappearancehadchangedevenmoreinthepastmonths.Hestudiedmeinthemirrornowthathehadmecoveredwiththestripedneckcloth,andIsawafrownoffeintrecognition.
"Theworks,"Isaid,noddingattheunion-shoppricelist,"haircut,shave,shampoo,sun-tan..."
Hiseyebrowswentup.
"I’vegottomeetsomeoneIhaven’tseeninalongtime,"Iassuredhim,"andIwanttolookmybest."
Itwasafrighteningsensation,havinghimcutmyhairagain.Later,ashestroppedtherazoragainstleathertheharshwhispermademecringe.Ibentmyheadunderthegentlepressofhishandandfeltthebladescrapecarefullyacrossmyneck.Iclosedmyeyesandwaited.ItwasasifIwereontheoperatingtableagain.
Myneckmuscleknotted,andwithoutwarningittwitched.ThebladenickedmejustabovetheAdam’sapple.
"Hey!"heshouted."Jesus...takeiteasy.Youmoved.Hey,I’mawfulsorry."
Hedashedtowetatowelatthesink.
InthemirrorIwatchedthebrightredbubbleandthethinlinedrippingdownmythroat.Excitedandapologizing,hegottoitbeforeitreachedtheneckcloth.
Watchinghimmove,adroitforsuchashort,heavyman,Ifeltguiltyatthedeception.IwantedtotellhimwhoIwasandhavehimputhisarmaroundmyshoulder,sowecouldtalkabouttheolddays.ButIwaitedwhilehedabbedatthecutwithstypticpowder.
