"Jerry Davis - Down In The Canyon (2)" - читать интересную книгу автора (Davis Jerry)

Bradley rolled his eyes. He was the oldest of the four, with
bright blond hair and a freckled face. His eyes were a shining
blue. "What a question," he said, and didn't bother to answer.
As they watched the robotic equipment toiling in the endless
brown dirt, a mist drifted in from the East, mingling with the
plants and blocking the sunlight. The temperature dropped a bit
and Jason felt his jacket warm up to compensate. He still felt a
chill, though --- he knew perfectly well where the mist was coming
from.
"Hey," Bradley said. "Let's go peek over the edge."
Frederick was all for it. "Yeah, let's see if we can see the
monsters." He and Bradley stood up, and took several steps toward
the East. Stephanie stood up, looking unsure. Jason was transfixed


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with horror.
The two boys stopped, turning around. "You coming?" Bradley
said.
"I can't go there!" Jason said. "My parents told me never to
go there!"
"We've been there thousands of times," Frederick said.
"There's nothing to it."
"We throw rocks down there," Stephanie said. Her voice was
quiet, her eyes on Jason. "You won't tell, will you?"
"You throw rocks?"
"Yeah," Frederick said. "Once we heard this long, mean growl.
Grrrrrrr! Like that."
"What's wrong? You're too precious to your mommy and daddy?
You're so special 'cause you 'naturally born?'" Bradley was laying
the sarcasm on thick. "I think you're afraid. You're afraid 'cause
you're still experiencing your birth trauma."
"I am not!"
"You are too. Natural babies have birth trauma, that's why
they're cowards. Dittos like us aren't afraid of anything."
Bradley turned away. "Come on, Frederick."
Frederick motioned for his sister to follow, then turned and
walked off after Bradley. Stephanie looked after them, then turned
back to Jason. "Please don't tell."
"I'm not afraid," Jason lied. "It's just that my parents told
me never to go there."
"Me too." She gave him a deep, meaningful look which Jason
didn't understand, then turned and trotted to catch up to the
others. Jason saw her fading into the mist and his feet took on a
life of their own, one foot stepping in front of the other,
carrying him after her even as the rest of him yearned for the
safety of home.
There were pine trees, there were walnut trees. There were