Таинственная история Билли Миллигана

           Ididn’tknowwhatI’djustsaid,andI’mwondering,‘Whyiseverybodylookingatme?ThenIhearditoveragaininmyhead."

           "You’restilltheunfusedBilly?"

           "Yes.I’mBilly-U."

           "Areyoutheonlyonewhogetsthisinstantreplay?"

           Henodded."BecauseI’mthehost,thecore,I’mtheonedevelopingtheco-consciousness."

           "Howdoyoufeelaboutit?"

           "ItmeansI’mgettingwell,butit’sscary.Sometimes1wonder:DoIwanttogetwell?Isallthisfear,allthisshitI’mgoingthroughnowworthit?OrshouldIburymyselfbackhereinthebrainandforgetaboutit?"

           "What’syouranswer?"

           "Idon’tknow."

           BillybecamequieterwhentheyreachedthesmallcemeteryneartheBeaconSchoolfortheMentallyRetarded."ThisiswhereIcomesometimestotryandsortthingsout.It’sthesaddestplaceyoucanimagine."

           Thewriterlookedatthelittleheadstones,manyofwhichhadfallenoverandwereovergrownwithweeds."Iwondeiwhytheyjusthavenumbers,"hesaid.

           "Well,whenyoudon’thavefamilyorafriendintheworld,’’Billysaid,"andnobodyreallygivesadamnandyoudiehere,allyourrecordsaredestroyed.Butthere’salistofwho’sburied,whereincaseanybodyshowsupagain.Mostofthesepeoplediedduringthefeverof...1950,Ithinkitwas.