Мгла
The Expedition to the pharmacy.
"Whatthehell,"Isnappedather,"thekid’sgottohopeforsomething."
Shedroppedhereyes."Yes.Isupposehedoes."
Billytooknonoticeofthis."Daddy...Daddy,therearethingsoutthere.Things."
"Yes,weknowthat.Butalotofthem-notall,butalot-don’tseemtocomeoutuntilit’snighttime."
"They’llwait,"hesaid.Hiseyeswerehuge,centeredonmine."They’llwaitinthefog...andwhenyoucan’tgetbackinside,they’llcometoeatyouup.Likeinthefairystories."Hehuggedmewithfierce,panickytightness."Daddy,pleasedon’tgo."
IpriedhisarmslooseasgentlyasIcouldandtoldhimthatIhadto."ButI’llbeback,Billy."
"Allright,"hesaidhuskily,buthewouldn’tlookatmeanymore.Hedidn’tbelieveIwouldbeback.Itwasonhisface,whichwasnolongerthunderybutwoefulandgrieving.IwonderedagainifIcouldbedoingtherightthing,puttingmyselfatrisk.ThenIhappenedtoglancedownthemiddleaisleandsawMrs.Carmodythere.Shehadgainedathirdlistener,amanwithagrizzledcheekandameanandrollingbloodshoteye.Hishaggardbrowandshakinghandsalmostscreamedthewordhangover.Itwasnoneotherthanyourfriendandhis,MyronLaFleur.Thefellowwhohadfeltnocompunctionatallaboutsendingaboyouttodoaman’sjob.
Thatcrazycunt.Thatwitch.
IkissedBillyandhuggedhimhard.ThenIwalkeddowntothefrontofthestore-butnotdownthehousewaresaisle.Ididn’twanttofallunderhereye.
Three-quartersofthewaydown,Amandacaughtupwithme.
