Таинственная история Билли Миллигана

           "

           "Youthinkarealwriterwouldwanttowriteabookaboutme?"

           "Itwouldn’thurttomeethimandseewhathethinks.""Okay,that’sagoodidea.I’dlikethat."

           ThatnightBillytriedtoimaginewhatitwouldbeliketotalktoanauthor.Hetriedtovisualizetheman.Probablybewearingatweedjacketandsmokingapipe,likeArthur.Howgoodcouldhebeifhehadtoteachatauniversity?AnauthorshouldbesomeonewholivedinNewYorkorBeverlyHills.AndwhywasDr.Caulrecommendinghim?Hehadtobecareful.Garyhadsaidtherecouldbealotofmoneyinabook.Andamovie.Hewonderedwhowouldplayhispart.

           Hetossedandturnedthroughthenight,excitedandfrightenedattheprospectoftalkingtoarealauthorwhoseownbookhadbeenmadeintoamovie.Whenhefinallyfellasleepatdawn,ArthurdecidedthatBillywasincapableofhandlingtheinterviewwiththewriter.Allenwouldhavetotakethespot."Whyme?"Allenasked.

           "Yourethemanipulator.WhoisbetterqualifiedtobeonthealertandmakesureBilly’snotbeingconned?"

           "Alwaysthefrontman,"grumbledAllen.

           "Thatswhatyou’rebestat,"Arthursaid.

           Thenextday,whenAllenmetthewriter,hewasshockedanddisappointed.Insteadofatall,glamorousauthor,hesawashort,thinmanwithabeardandglasses,wearingatancorduroysportscoat.

           Dr.