"Jack Dann - A Quiet Revolution for Death" - читать интересную книгу автора (Dann Jack) A QUIET
REVOLUTION FOR DEATH Jack Dann No other epoch has laid so much stress as the expiring Middle Ages on the thought of death. тАФ]. HUIZINGA It is a lovely day for a drive and a picnic. There is not a hint of rain in the cerulean sky, and the superhighway snakes out ahead like a cement canal. The cars are moving in slow motion like gondolas skiffing through GodтАЩs magical city. тАЬWhat a day,тАЭ says Roger as he leans back in his cushioned seat. Although the car is on automatic, he holds the steering stick lightly between his thumb and forefinger. His green Chevrolet shifts lanes and accelerates to 130 miles an hour. тАЬThis is what God intended when he made Sunday,тАЭ Roger says as he lets go of the steering stick to wave his arms in a stylized way. He dreams that he is an angel of God guiding the eyeless through His realms. The children are in the back seat where they can fight and squeal and spill their makeup until Sandra becomes frustrated enough to give them beautiful countryside and the hiss of air pushing past rubber and glass must have lulled Sandra to sleep. She is sitting beside Roger. Her head lolls, beautiful blonde hair hiding her beautiful face. тАЬIтАЩm practicing to be an angel,тАЭ shouts Bennie, RogerтАЩs oldest and favorite son. The other children giggle and make muffled shushing noises. Roger turns around and sees that his son has painted his face and smeared it with ashes. HeтАЩs done a fair job, Roger thinks. Blue and grey rings of makeup circle BennieтАЩs wide brown eyes. тАЬThatтАЩs very good, indeed,тАЭ Roger says. тАЬYour face is even more impressive than your costume.тАЭ тАЬI could do better if I wanted to,тАЭ says Rose Marie, who is seven and dressed in a mock crinoline gown with great cloth roses sewn across the bodice. But Bennie is nonplused. He beams at his father and says, тАЬYou said that everyone,тАФeven kids,тАФmust have their own special vision of death. Well, my vision is just like yours.тАЭ Bennie is twelve. HeтАЩs the little man of the family, and next year, with GodтАЩs help, he will be bar mitzvahed, since Sandra is half-Jewish and believes that children need even more ceremony than adults. Rose Marie primps herself and says тАЬhaтАЭ over and over. Samson and Lilly, ages five and six respectively, are quietly playing тАЬfeelieтАЭ together. But SamsonтАФwho will be the spitting image of his father, same cleft in his chin, same noseтАФis naked and shivering. Roger raises the carтАЩs temperature to 79 degrees and then turns back to Bennie. |
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