Таинственная история Билли Миллигана
Chapter 22
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Hestrippedoffhiswettrenchcoat,plastereditagainstalargewindowpaneanddrewhisfistbacktosmashit.Shedoveforhim,caughthisarmandhungontokeephimfromswinging.Sheknewhewantedtheglasstocuthimselfwith,thoughitwastoothicktosmash.He’dprobablyjustbreakhisfist.Butsheclungtohimandhefoughttoshakeheroff.
Astheygrappled,shetriedtotalkhimintogoingback,buttherewasnoreasoningwithhim.Drenchingwetandfreezing,shefinallysaid,"I’mtiredofit.I’mgivingyouachoice:Eitheryoucomebackwithmerightnow,orI’llkickyouinthefuckingballs."
"Youwouldn’t,"hesaid.
"Iwill,"shesaid,stillholdinghisarm."I’mgoingtocounttothree.Ifyoudon’tquitandstartwalkingwithmebacktothehospital,I’mgoingtokickyou."
"Well,"hesaid,"Idon’thitfemales."
"One...two…"Shedrewherkneeback.
Hecrossedhislegstoprotecthimself."Youwould,wouldn’tyou?"
"Yeah."
"Well,I’mgonnadoit,"hesaid."I’mgoingtothetop.""No,you’renot.I’mnotlettingyou."
Hestruggledagainsther,thenbrokelooseandrantotheconcretebalustrade.Itwasthreeflightstotheground.
