Таинственная история Билли Миллигана

           IfoundthekitchenknifeunderyourpillowandIaskedyouaboutit.Youknowwhatyousaidtome?Ithinkitwastheotheronewhosaidit.‘Madam,Ithoughtyourhusbandwouldbedeadbythismorning.’Thosewasyourexactwords,asGodismywitness."

           "How’sChalla?"Billyasked,changingthesubject.

           Hismotherlookeddownatthefloor.

           "Something’swrong,"Billysaid.

           "She’sallright,"hismothersaid.

           "Ifeelsomething’swrong."

           "She’spregnant,"saidKathy."She’sleftherhusbandandshe’scomingbacktoOhiotolivewithMomuntilshehasthebaby."

           Billypassedhishandsoverhiseyesasiftoclearawaysmokeorfog.‘Iknewsomethingwaswrong.Ifeltit."

           Hismothernodded."Youalwaysdidhaveawayoftellingtilings.Whatdotheycallthat?"

           "ESP,"saidKathy.

           "Andyoutoo,"saidhismother."Betweenthetwoofyou,youalwaysknewthings.Andyoutwocouldalwaysknowwhatwasgoingonineachother’smindswithouttalking.Thatalwaysgavemethecreeps,Icantellyouthat."

           Theystayedforoveranhour,andwhentheyleft,BillylayonhisbedandstaredoutthewindowatthelightsfromthecityofAthens.

           Inthedaysthatfollowed,Billyjoggedaroundthehospitalgrounds,read,watchedTVandhadtherapysessions.