Таинственная история Билли Миллигана

           ReinerttalkedtoLieutenantMoreno,theofficerinchargeofthecellblock,suggestingthatMilliganbeallowedtopaintinhiscelluntiltheyputanotherprisonerinwithhim.Morenoagreed.Thus,everydayafterthegraphic-artsroomcloseddownatthree-thirty,Milliganwouldgobacktohiscelltopaintuntilitwastimetosleep.Dayswentbyquickly.Itwaseasiertodotime.

           Thenonedayaguardmentionedthatanewprisonerwouldbeputinhiscell.AllenstoppedbyLieutenantMoreno’soffice.

           "Mr.Moreno,ifyouputsomeoneelseinwithme,Iwon’tbeabletopaintmypictures."

           "Well,you’llhavetodoitelsewhere,then."

           "CanIexplainsomethingtoyou?"

           "Comebacklaterinthedayandwe’lltalkaboutit."

           Afterlunch,AllencamebackfromgraphicartswithapaintingTommyhadjustfinished.Morenostaredatit."Youdidthat?"heasked.Thelieutenantheldupthepaintingandlookedatthedeep-greenlandscapewiththeriverwindingoffintothedepths."Hey,I’dsureliketohaveoneofthese.""I’dpaintyouone,"Allensaid."OnlyIcan’tpaintinmycellanymore."

           "Oh...well,let’swaitaminutehere.You’dpaintapictureforme?"

           "Freeofcharge."

           Morenocalledtohisassistant:"Casey,takethatnewman’snameoutoftheslotforMilligan’scell.PutablankslipinthereandputX’sonit.