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.

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