Кладбище домашних животных

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           Louisopenedhisbag,rummaged,foundtheIsodil,andshookoneofthepills,sotinyiteasilywouldhavefitonthemoonofonefingernail,intothepalmofhishand.Herecappedthebottleandpinchedthepillbetweenhisfingers.

           "Norma,canyouhearme?"

           "Yes."

           "Wantyoutoopenyourmouth.Youdidyourtrick,nowyougetyourtreat.I’mgoingtoputapillunderyourtongue.Justasmallone.Iwantyoutoholditthereuntilitdissolves.It’sgoingtotastealittlebitterbutnevermindthat.Allright?"

           Sheopenedhermouth.Staledenturebreathwaftedout,andLouisfeltamomentofachingsorrowforher,lyinghereonherkitchenfloorinalitterofapplesandHalloweencandy.Itoccurredtohimthatonceshehadbeenseventeen,herbreastseyedwithgreatinterestbytheyoungmenoftheneighborhood,allherteethherown,andtheheartunderhershirtwaistatoughlittlepony-engine.

           Shesettledhertongueoverthepillandgrimacedalittle.Thepilltastedalittlebitter,allright.Italwaysdid.ButshewasnoVictorPascow,beyondhelpandbeyondreach.HethoughtNormawasgoingtolivetofightanotherday.Herhandgropedintheair,andJudtookitgently.

           Louisgotupthen,foundtheoverturnedbowl,andbegantopickupthetreats.Thewoman,whointroducedherselfasMrs.Buddingerfromdowntheroad,helpedhimandthensaidshethoughtshehadbettergobacktothecar.Hertwoboyswerefrightened.

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