Таинственная история Билли Миллигана

           Shehadstartedtomakeuphisbed,butshewasholdingtheknife.

           "Billy,what’sthis?"•

           Helookedatitcalmlyandsaidinamonotone,"Iwasgoingtokillhim."

           Shelookedupquickly,surprisedatthelow,emotionlesstoneofvoice."Whatdoyoumean?"

           Allenstaredather."Yourhusbandwassupposedtobedeadthismorning."

           Shewentpaleandclutchedherthroat."OhmyGod,Billy,whatareyousaying?"Shegrabbedhisarmsandshookhim,hissingthewordssoftlysothatnooneelsewouldhear."Youmustn’tsaythat.Youmustn’tthinkit.Lookwhatitwoulddotoyou.Whatwouldhappentoyou?"

           Allengazedatherandsaidcalmly,"Lookatwhat’shappenedtoyou."Thenheturnedandwalkedout.

           Sittinginclass,Billytriedtoignorethesnickeringandteasingoftheotherkids.Thewordhadgottenaroundthathewasanoutpatientatthementalhealthclinic.Thereweregigglesandcirclingofindexfingersattemples.Girlsstuckout-theirtonguesathim.

           Betweenclasses,severalofthegirlscrowdedaroundhiminthecorridornearthegirls’lavatory.

           "C’mere,Billy.Wewannashowyousomething."

           Heknewtheywereteasinghim,buthewastooshytoresistgirls.Theypushedhimintothelavatory,formingabarrier,knowinghewouldn’tdaretouchthem.