Таинственная история Билли Миллигана

           Hekeptrunning.

           Whenhesawnoonecomingafterhim,Davidstoppedrunningandwalkedthestreets,wonderinghowhewasgoingtogetbacktothehouse.Dorothywasprobablyworriedabouthim.Andhewasgettinghungry.Hewishedhehadanicecream.Ifhecouldfindapoliceman,hewouldaskhimhowtogethome.Arthuralwayssaidifhewaslost,heshouldaskthebobbiestohelphim...

           Allenblinkedhiseyes.

           Heboughtanicecreamonastickfromavendorandstartedoff,unwrappingit,butthenhesawalittledirty-facedgirlwatchinghim.

           "JesusChrist,"hesaid,handingittoher.Hewasasuckerforkids,especiallythosewithbighungryeyes.

           Hewentbacktothevendor."Gimmeanotherone."

           "Boy,youmustbehumgry."

           "Shutupandgimmetheicecream."

           Ashewalked,eatinghisicecream,hedecidedhehadtodosomethingaboutlettingkidsgettohim.Whatkindofconartistletskidsmakeasuckerofhim?

           Hewanderedaround,lookingatthebigbuildingsofwhathethoughtwasChicago,andthentookabusdowntown.HeknewitwastoolatetogetdowntoO’HareAirporttonight.He’dhavetospendthenighthereinChicagoandtaketheplanetoColumbusinthemorning.

           Suddenlyhesawanelectronicsignonabuildingthatflashed:may5,temperature68°.May5?Hepulledouthiswalletandlookedthroughit.Aboutfivehundreddollars’separationpay.