Кладбище домашних животных

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           Goon,youchicken,goonanddoit!

           HegotGageunderthearms,awareofthefetiddampness,andliftedhimthatway,ashehadliftedhimsooftenfromhiseveningtub.Gage’sheadlolledallthewaytothemiddleofhisback.LouissawthegrinningcircletofstitcheswhichheldGage’sheadontohisshoulders.

           Somehow,panting,hisstomachspasmingfromthesmellandfromthebonelessloosefeelofhisson’smiserablysmashedbody,Louiswrestledthebodyoutofthecoffin.Atlasthesatonthevergeofthegravewiththebodyinhislap,hisfeetdanglinginthehole,hisfaceahorriblelividcolor,hiseyesblackholes,hismouthdrawndowninatremblingbowofhorrorandpityandsorrow.

           "Gage,"hesaidandbegantorocktheboyinhisarms.Gage’shairlayagainstLouis’swrist,aslifelessaswire."Gage,itwillbeallright,Iswear,Gage,itwillbeallright,thiswillend,thisisjustthenight,please,Gage,Iloveyou,Daddylovesyou."

           Louisrockedhisson.

           Byquarteroftwo,Louiswasreadytoleavethecemetery.Actuallyhandlingthebodyhadbeentheworstofitthatwasthepointatwhichthatinteriorastronaut,hismind,seemedtofloatthefarthestintothevoid.Andyetnow,resting,hisbackathrobbinghurtinwhichexhaustedmusclesjumpedandtwitched,hefeltitmightbepossibletogetback.Allthewayback.

           HeputGage’sbodyonthetarpaulinandwrappeditup.

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