Таинственная история Билли Миллигана

           Alltheothershehadcreated,alltheiractions,thoughts,memories,fromBilly’searlychildhoodtothismoment,nowcamebacktohim.Heknewthesuccessfulonesaswellasthefailures—theundesirablesArthurhadtriedtocontrolandthenvainlytohide.Henowknewhishistory:theirabsurdities,theirtragedies,theirundisclosedcrimes.Andhealsoknewthatashethoughtofsomethingorremembereditandspokeofittothewriter,thetwenty-threeotherswouldcometoknowit,too,andwouldlearnthestoryoftheirownlives.Onceknowing,amnesiaerased,theycouldneverbethesameagain.Thatmadehimsad,asifhehadlostsomething.Butforhowlong?

           Hesensedsomeonewalkingdownthelobby,andturnedtoseewhowascomingtowardhim.Partsofhimself,heknew,hadmetthelittledoctor.

           Dr.CaulwalkedthroughtheAITlobbytowardthenurses’stationandsawwhathethoughtatfirstwasBilly,sittinginthechairoutsidetheTVroom.Butthemomenthispatientstoodandturned,Caulknewitwasn’tBillyoranyofthepersonalitieshehadseenbefore.Therewasaneasinesstothestance,adisarminglyopengaze.Caulguessedsomethinghadhappened,andhefeltitwasimportanttoshowthepatienthisdoctorwassensitiveenoughtoknowwithoutaskingorbeingtold.Hehadtoriskit.Caulfoldedhisarmsacrosshischestandlookeddirectlyintothepenetratingeyes.

           "You’retheTeacher,aren’tyou?I’vebeenexpectingyou