451 по фаренгейту
It was a pleasure to burn
Thegirlstoppedsmiling. "I’msorry.Ireally,thoughtyouwerehavingfunatmyexpense.I’mafool."
"No,no,"hesaid."Itwasagoodquestion.It’sbeenalongtimesinceanyonecaredenoughtoask.Agoodquestion."
"Let’stalkaboutsomethingelse.Haveyoueversmelledoldleaves? Don’ttheysmelllikecinnamon?Here.Smell."
"Why,yes,itislikecinnamoninaway."
Shelookedathimwithhercleardarkeyes. "Youalwaysseemshocked."
"It’sjustIhaven’thadtime—"
"Didyoulookatthestretched-outbillboardslikeItoldyou?"
"Ithinkso.Yes."Hehadtolaugh.
"Yourlaughsoundsmuchnicerthanitdid."
"Doesit?"
"Muchmorerelaxed."
Hefeltateaseandcomfortable. "Whyaren’tyouinschool?Iseeyoueverydaywanderingaround."
"Oh,theydon’tmissme,"shesaid."I’manti-social,theysay. Idon’tmix.It’ssostrange.I’mverysocialindeed. Italldependsonwhatyoumeanbysocial,doesn’tit?Socialtomemeanstalkingaboutthingslikethis. "Sherattledsomechestnutsthathadfallenoffthetreeinthefrontyard.
