Таинственная история Билли Миллигана

           Shehatedwhathehaddonetoher,andshewasgoingtomakesurehewouldhavenouseforhermoney.

           "Allright,"hesaid."Take1-71south."

           Shehopedhewouldn’tseehowrelievedshewas,andshedecidedtopressherluck."Whydon’twetakeRoute23?Therearelotsofbankson23,andwecouldgettoonebeforetheycloseatnoon."

           Againheacceptedhersuggestion,andthoughshestillfeltherlifewasindanger,shehopedthatifshecouldkeeptalkingandkeephimoffbalance,shemightgetthroughitalive.

           "Areyoumarried?"heaskedsuddenly.

           Shenodded,realizingitwasimportantforhimtothinksomeonewaswaitingforher,thatsomeonewouldknowshewasmissing."Myhusband’sadoctor."

           "Howishe?"

           "He’sanintern."

           "That’snotwhatImean."

           "Whatdoyoumean?"

           "What’shelike?"

           ShewasabouttodescribeSidneywhenshesuddenlyunderstoodthathewantedtoknowhowadequateherhusbandwassexually.

           "You’remuchbetterthanheis,"shesaid,realizingthatifshecomplimentedhim,hemightbenicertoher."Youknow,myhusbandmusthaveaproblem.Ittakeshimforever.It’sgreatthatyouweresofast.