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           Heaskedwhataboutus,whydidn’twejustupandgetourclothesonandmakeitoutwithhim?

           "I’mnotquitereadyyet,Mack,"Hardingtoldhim.

           "ThenwhatmakesyouthinkIam?"

           Hardinglookedathiminsilenceforatimeandsmiled,thensaid,"No,youdon’tunderstand.I’llbereadyinafewweeks.ButIwanttodoitonmyown,bymyself,rightoutthatfrontdoor,withallthetraditionalredtapeandcomplications.Iwantmywifetobehereinacaratacertaintimetopickmeup.IwantthemtoknowIwasabletodoitthatway."

           McMurphynodded."Whataboutyou,Chief?"

           "IfigureI’mallright.JustIdon’tknowwhereIwanttogoyet.Andsomebodyshouldstayhereafewweeksafteryou’regonetoseethatthingsdon’tstartslidingback."

           "WhataboutBillyandSefeltandFredricksonandtherest?"

           "Ican’tspeakforthem,"Hardingsaid."They’vestillgottheirproblems,justlikeallofus.They’restillsickmeninlotsofways.Butatleastthere’sthat:theyaresickmennow.Nomorerabbits,Mack.Maybetheycanbewellmensomeday.Ican’tsay."

           McMurphythoughtthisover,lookingatthebacksofhishands.HelookedbackuptoHarding.

           "Harding,whatisit?Whathappens?"

           "Youmeanallthis?"

           McMurphynodded.

           Hardingshookhishead."Idon’tthinkIcangiveyouananswer.Oh,IcouldgiveyouFreudianreasonswithfancytalk,andthatwouldberightasfarasitwent.Butwhatyouwantarethereasonsforthereasons,andI’mnotabletogiveyouthose.Notfortheothers,anyway.