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Vera had told him that whenever she saw him, she wanted to be dead, and Ig lived to serve.

He saw a shopping cart upended in a ditch at the side of the road and wondered how it was that shopping carts sometimes found their way out here, where there was nothing. It went to show that no one knew, when they abandoned a thing, what misuses it would be put to later by others. Ig had abandoned Merrin Williams one night—had walked away from his best friend in the world, in a fit of immature, self-righteous anger—and look what had happened.

“I liked AC/DC,” Lee said. “If you were going to shoot someone, you’d really want to do it while you were listening to them.” “What about the Beatles? Did you feel like shooting anyone listening to them?” Lee considered seriously for a moment, then said, “Myself.”

Lee automatically thumped him on the back, rescuing Ig from himself. It was getting to be a habit, an integral part of their relationship.

“I thought you’d rather give it to her yourself. You have that look about you.” “What…what look?” Ig asked. “I’d say it,” said the woman, “but we’re in church.

... the ten minutes when she’d been flashing that light into his face were the best ten minutes he’d ever spent in church

l“You think you know someone. But mostly you just know what you want to know.”

“I thought you were dead. You looked a little dead. You weren’t breathing.” Lee was shivering. “Well,” Ig said, “I’m breathing now. Thank you.”

“Did you grow horns? While I was gone?” “I thought it was time for a new look. Do you like them?” His brother shook his head. “I want to tell you something,” Terry said, and his Adam’s apple jugged up and down in his throat. “Join the club.” “I want to tell you something, but I don’t want to tell you. I’m afraid.”

“Here’s the part where you tell me something awful you’ve been keeping to yourself. Probably something about me. Just say it, and we’ll get it out of the way.” “I want to pretend I was doing something important in my studio so I don’t have to talk to you.” “Well. That’s not so bad.”

“You kissed me. Are you…are you going to go away, then?” Her voice unsteady with hopefulness. “I was never here,” he said

“You don’t know why you want to bust me?” “Oh, I know why I want to bust you. I mean I don’t know why we’re talking about it. It’s not the kind of thing I usually discuss.”

“Please,” Ig said. “I’m asking for your medical opinion—your help. What do I do?” “Fucking patients,” the doctor said. “All any of you care about is yourselves.

Иг улыбнулся, пытаясь его успокоить; он хотел сказать Терри, что всего-то и надо, что его поджечь.

Бог спасает - но не сейчас и не здесь

Дар языков... излюбленный фокус дьявола.