"Applegate, Katherine A - Animorphs - 26 - The Attack" - читать интересную книгу автора (Applegate Katherine A)

But most days and nights, we are alone. Even with other people all
around us, we are alone.

Assembly. Not a pep rally, not a drug lecture, not a ceremony honoring
anyone. This was different, and actually, fairly cool.

The Lion King, the stage show, was in town. Some of the performers were
there on the stage of our little auditorium to give a minishow.

A lot of kids had groaned when it was announced. You know: It was a lot
of "be quiet, sit still" time. Not to mention the fact that it seemed a
little "young" for us.

Me, I like quiet and still. Didn't used to. But now I guess any time I
get to sit quietly, no running, no morphing, no terror, no screams, no
horrible decisions and horrible aftermath ... I can

5 handle sitting still and listening to music and watching big giraffes
gallop around onstage.

I was about fifteen rows back. Marco was in the row ahead of me to the
left. I could see the side of his head, and he knew it, so he was
amusing himself by twitching ears in time to the music.

I didn't want to smile, but it was just so idiotic it was funny. Marco,
naturally, was hoping I'd snort or giggle so he could turn around and
shush me, full of righteous indignation.

Cassie and Rachel were four rows behind me and to the right. I was
pretty sure Cassie was asleep. Cassie lives an amazing life: school, the
Wildlife Rehabilitation Clinic where she works helping injured animals,
and of course, being one of us, which is a full-time job.

Rachel had a kind of dreamy look on her face. You'd have thought she was
enjoying the show. Only I noticed the guy sitting next to her was trying
to hold her hand. And that dreamy look was Rachel wondering which of the
guy's fingers she should break.

I looked back at the show. It was a pretty good show. I heard a stifled
yelp of pain coming from four rows back and to the right.

That familiar "Circle of Life" song started up and Disney animals were
cavorting and singing and the music was swelling and Marco's ears

6 were going nuts and a wounded male voice was saying, "Jeez, you almost
broke my finger!" and then it all stopped.

All of it.

Every sound. Silence.