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.He limped over to her, his cane thumping the floor in counterpoint.She flinched back a little in her chairand then looked up at him with that sweet martyr's expression that made him want, God forgive him, tobust her one across the head with his own damn walking stick.'You're not so far gone that you don't know what you're doing,' he said.'You don't have that excuse.Yousnuck around behind my back, Vera.You.file:///E|/Funny%20&%20Weird%20Shit/75%20-%20Ste.20King%20Books/Stephen%20King%20-%20deadzone.htm (79 of 370)7/28/2005 9:23:00 PM Stephen King: The Dead Zone'I did not! That's a lie! I did no such.'You did!' he bellowed.'Well, you listen to me, Vera.This is where I'm drawing the line.You pray allyou want.Praying's free.Write all the letters you want, a stamp still only costs thirteen cents.If youwant to take a bath in all the cheap, shitty lies those Jesusiumpers tell, if you want to go on with thedelusions and the make-believe, you go on.But I'm not a part of it.Remember that.Do you understandme?''Do you understand me?''You think I'm crazy!' she shouted at him, and her face crumpled and squeezed together in a terrible way.She burst into the braying, ugly tears of utter defeat and disillusion.'No,' he said more quietly.'Not yet.But maybe it's time for a little plain talk, Vera, and the truth is, Ithink you will be if you don't pull out of this and start facing reality.''You'll see,' she said through her team.'You'll see.God knows the truth but waits.''Just as long as you understand that he's not going to have our furniture while he's waiting,' Herb saidgrimly.'As long as we see eye to eye on that.''It's Last Times!' she told him.'The hour of the Apocalypse is at hand.''Yeah? That and fifteen cents will buy you a cup of coffee, Vera.'Outside the rain fell in steady sheets.That was the year Herb turned fifty-two, Vera fifty one, and SarahHazlett twenty-seven.Johnny had been in his coma for four years.9.The baby came on Halloween night.Sarah's labor lasted nine hours.She was given mild whiffs of gaswhen she needed them, and at some point in her extremity it occurred to her that she was in the samehospital as Johnny, and she called his name over and over again.Afterward she barely remembered this,and certainly never told Walt.She thought she might have dreamed it.The baby was a boy.They named him Dennis Edward Hazlett.He and his mother went home three dayslater, and Sarah was teaching again after the Thanksgiving holiday.Walt had landed what looked like afine job with a Bangor firm of lawyers, and if all went well they planned for Sarah to quit teaching inJune of 1975.She wasn't all that sure she wanted to.She had grown to like it.file:///E|/Funny%20&%20Weird%20Shit/75%20-%20Ste.20King%20Books/Stephen%20King%20-%20deadzone.htm (80 of 370)7/28/2005 9:23:00 PM Stephen King: The Dead Zone10.On the first day of 1975, two small boys, Charlie Norton and Norm Lawson, both of Otisfield, Maine,were in the Nortons' back yard, having a snowball fight.Charlie was eight, Norm was nine.The day wasovercast and drippy.Sensing that the end of the snowball fight was nearing - it was almost time for lunch - Norm chargedCharlie, throwing a barrage of snowballs.Ducking and laughing, Charlie was at first forced back, andthen turned tail and ran, jumping the low stone wall that divided the Norton back yard from the woods.He ran down the path that led toward Strimmer's Brook.As he went, Norm caught him a damn good oneon the back of the hood.Then Charlie disappeared from sight.Norm jumped the wall and stood there for a moment, looking into the snowy woods and listening to thedrip of melt-water from the birches, pines, and spruces.'Come on back, chicken!' Norm called, and made a series of high gobbling sounds.Charlie didn't rise to the bait.There was no sign of him now, but the path descended steeply as it wentdown toward the brook.Norm gobbled again and shifted irresolutely from one foot to the other.Thesewere Charlie's woods, not his.Charlie's territory.Norm loved a good snowball fight when he waswinning, but he didn't really want to go down there if Charlie was lying in ambush for him with half adozen good hard slushballs all ready to go.Nonetheless he had taken half a dozen steps down the path when a high, breathless scream rose frombelow.Norm Lawson went as cold as the snow his green gum-rubber boots were planted in.The two snowballshe had been holding dropped from his hands and plopped to the ground.The scream rose again, so thin itwas barely audible.Jeepers-creepers, he went and fell in the brook, Norm thought, and that broke the paralysis of his fear.He ran down the path, slipping and sliding, falling right on his can once.His heartbeat roared in his ears.Part of his mind saw him fishing Charlie from the brook just before he went down for the third time andgetting written up in Boys' Life as a hero.Three-quarters of the way down the slope the path dog-legged, and when he got around the corner hesaw that Charlie Norton hadn't fallen in Strimmer's Brook after all.He was standing at the place wherethe path levelled out, and he was staring at something in the melting snow.His hood had fallen back andhis face was nearly as white as the snow itself.As Norm approached, he uttered that horrible gasping out-file:///E|/Funny%20&%20Weird%20Shit/75%20-%20Ste.20King%20Books/Stephen%20King%20-%20deadzone.htm (81 of 370)7/28/2005 9:23:00 PM Stephen King: The Dead Zoneof-breath scream again [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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