"Suzette Haden Elgin - What The EPA Don't Know Won't Hurt Them" - читать интересную книгу автора (Elgin Suzette Haden)

obscenities
and carry them out, in broad daylight, in front of God and everybody?
"Animals!" Hannah shrieked from behind the glass, not caring that they
couldn't hear her. It made her feel better, whether they heard her or
not.
"You animals!"
It made no difference to them, of course. Both of them had backed away
from the creek's edge, with their silly baseball caps pulled down over
their eyes, and were squinting at the scene. She supposed they would go
on
standing there until they were satisfied that it was ugly enough to
meet
their standards.
Hannah said a word she doubted her own mother had even known existed,
tears of rage and frustration pouring down her cheeks, and drew the
curtains shut over the window. She had no desire to look out that
window
again. When Harry came home that night, she would tell him that it was
time he closed the grocery store and went into the feed business,
because
it was animals he was feeding. Beasts!

The thirty days went by, and three more after Granny Motley inspected
the
wreck, and two more days on top of that. And then, to Hannah's
mystified
delight, the truck was removed from the creek and taken off to be added
to
Mr. Wommack's impromptu junkyard, so that she got her pretty view back.
Johnny Beau went to the Granny then, looking - and feeling - very
serious.

"Granny," he said, "Mr. Wommack tells me - and there's several as backs
him up, now! - that the grid's finished except for just one single
piece.
Is that true?" He knew his voice was shaking like a child's; in front
of
Granny Motley, he didn't care about that. He was that scared, anyway.
Sure, he wanted the grid to be finished! He'd been wanting that from
the
 minute he'd been old enough for the grown-ups to explain to him what it
was and what it was for. But it was scary all the same. This life he
had
was the only life he knew.
She nodded yes, but she didn't look as happy as he'd expected she
would,
and that was scary, too. "Yes, it's true," she said. "It's really
true."
"Well!" Johnny Beau smacked his thigh with one strong palm. "Then let's
get the last piece, for God's sake, and do 'er!"