"Samuel R. Delany - Corona" - читать интересную книгу автора (Delaney Samuel R)

with pain contained, ordered, given form and meaning, so that it's
almost all right again. Don't you feel that way?"

"I ... don't know. I like it ..."

"I suppose," Lee said a little sadly, "people like things for different
reasons."

"You like it a lot." He looked down and tried to understand how she
liked it. And failed. Tears had darkened his pajamas. Not wanting her
to cry again, he grinned when he looked up. "You know, I almost saw
him this morning."

"Faust? You mean you saw Bryan Faust?"

He nodded. "Almost. I'm on the service crew out at Kennedy. We were
working on his liner when ..." He pointed to his eye.

"His ship? You were?" The wonder in her voice was perfectly childish,
and enchanting.

"I'll probably see him when he leaves," Buddy boasted. "I can get in
where they won't let anybody else go. Except people who work at the
port."
"I'd give-" she remembered to take a breath "-anything to see him. Just
anything in the world!"

"There was a hell of a crowd out there this morning. They almost broke
through the police. But I could've just walked up and stood at the
bottom of the ramp when he came down. If I'd thought about it."

Her hands made little fists on the edge of the bed as she gazed at him.

"Course I'll probably see him when he goes." This time he found his
buttons and began to put them into the proper holes.

"I wish I could see him too!"

"I suppose Bim-he's foreman of the service crew-he'd let us through the
gate, if I said you were my sister." He looked back up at her brown
face. "Well, my cousin."

"Would you take me? Would you really take me?"

"Sure." Buddy reached out to tweak her nose, missed. "You did
something for me. I don't see why not, if they'd let you leave-"

"Mrs. Lowery!" Lee whispered and stepped back from the bed.

"-the hospital. Huh?"