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           Yeh!

           ThenstandupandtakeacoupleofbowstothoseguysgrinningathimwhilethenurseledthedoctorintothestationtophoneovertotheMainBuildingandauthorizeanothertreatment.

           Once,assheturnedtowalkaway,hegotholdofherthroughthebackofheruniform,gaveherapinchthatturnedherfaceredashishair.Ithinkifthedoctorhadn’tbeenthere,hidingagrinhimself,shewould’veslappedMcMurphy’sface.

           Itriedtotalkhimintoplayingalongwithherso’stogetoutofthetreatments,buthejustlaughedandtoldmeHell,alltheywasdoin’waschargin’hisbatteryforhim,freefornothing."WhenIgetoutofherethefirstwomanthattakesonol’RedMcMurphytheten-thousand-wattpsychopath,she’sgonnalightuplikeapinballmachineandpayoffinsilverdollars!No,Iain’tscaredoftheirlittlebattery-charger."

           Heinsisteditwasn’thurtinghim.Hewouldn’teventakehiscapsules.ButeverytimethatloudspeakercalledforhimtoforgobreakfastandpreparetowalktoBuildingOne,themusclesinhisjawwenttautandhiswholefacedrainedofcolor,lookingthinandscared—thefaceIhadseenreflectedinthewindshieldonthetripbackfromthecoast.

           IleftDisturbedattheendoftheweekandwentbacktotheward.IhadalotofthingsIwantedtosaytohimbeforeIwent,buthe’djustcomebackfromatreatmentandwassittingfollowingtheping-pongballwithhiseyeslikehewaswiredtoit.