"Kelley Eskridge - Alien Jane" - читать интересную книгу автора (Eskridge Kelly)"Right." She was on her feet by this time, more bandage than body. "\Mell, I'll just have to try to rernember that I belong here," and then she looked like she might cry, which I hate. I started to drift out and let her get herself back, but I don't know, somethitg about her... I don't know. Arn"ay, I put out one arm and said, "Bathroom's over here," and walked her to the door. A nurse came in then and took over, she gave me a look and said to the thinskin, "Everything okay here?" "I didn't do anythiilB," I said. She was better when I came back, but I didn't want to talk and I guess neither did she, except she said what's your name and I said Rita and she said |ane. She had Dr. Rousseau, who was my doctor and the best, not someone that I wanted to share with creepy Jane; Rousseau who half of us would have swallowed rocks for, and even the nurses liked. Rousseau spent a lot of time on Jane, but |ane wouldn't talk much more to her t[an she would to anybody else, which I respected in a way. She wouldn't even talk to Tommy Gee. "Does she say much to you when you're together on your own, without any doctors around? Does she seem to communicate better with her peers?" Tommy Gee was always doing that, mixing up the stupid patients' talk with the doctor talk so you never hrew if he meant it for you or some white coat standing behind you. His real name was Gian-something-Italian but we called him Tommy Gee-for-gee-whiz because that's how he was about everything, includittg being Rousseau's intern. "If you mean does she rela,x when she's with the rest of us mentals then ro, Dr. Gee, I guess she isn't "That doesn't sound very supportive, Rita." "You're the doctor, /ou support her." And he tried to, he was always coming around after her sessions with Rousseau, to talk to her, see if there was anything he could do to get her to open up. She was his special project. 78 . Nebula Awards 3r I got used to having her in my room because she was so quiet I didn't notice her half the time. I talked to Rousseau about that during one morning session, and she just said ltmmm and wrote it down. "I think Tommy Gee likes her, too, but she probably hasn't even noticed how stupid he gets around her." "Hmmm." "I guess it'll be okay having her there. I mean, I probably won't even notice when she's gone until two days later." Rousseau put the cap back on her pen and sat back in her chair. There was a little mended place near the pocket of her doctor coat. The first time I saw Rousseau was twenty hours after I came into Emergency, when they moved me up to the locked ward. She asked me if I wanted to talk and I said no like always, feeling like a rock in the gutter when the rainwater runs over it, pushing it little by little toward that big dark hole going down. I said ro, and then I saw the mark on her coat, the careful clumsy darn, |
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