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           Everybodyelsegoesaheadspooningsugarintheircoffeeandborrowingcigarettes,thewaytheydobeforeeverymeeting,butthere’satensenessintheair.Ithinkit’sbecauseofmeatfirst.ThenInoticethattheBigNursehasn’tevensatdown,hasn’tevenbotheredtogetherselfacupofcoffee.

           SheletsmeslipthroughthedoorandstabsmeagainwithbotheyesasIgopasther,closesthatdoorwhenI’minandlocksit,andpivotsaroundandglaresatmesomemore.Iknowshe’ssuspicious.IthoughtshemightbetooupsetbythewayMcMurphydefiedhertopayanyattentiontome,butshedon’tlookshookatall.She’sclear-headedandwonderingnowjusthowdidMr.BromdenhearthatAcuteMcMurphyaskinghimtoraisehishandonthatvote?She’swonderinghowdidheknowtolaydownhismopandgositwiththeAcutesinfrontofthatTVset?NoneoftheotherChronicsdidthat.She’swonderingifitisn’ttimewedidsomecheckingonourMr.ChiefBromden.

           Iputmybacktoheranddigintothecornerwithmysponge.Iliftthespongeupabovemyheadsoeverybodyintheroomcanseehowit’scoveredwithgreenslimeandhowhardI’mworking;thenIbendoverandrubharderthanever.ButhardasIworkandhardasItrytoactlikeI’mnotawareofherbackthere,Icanstillfeelherstandingatthedooranddrillingintomyskulltillinaminuteshe’sgoingtobreakthrough,tillI’mjustabouttogiveupandyellandtellthemeverythingifshedon’ttakethoseeyesoffme.