"Eliot Fintushel - Breakfast with the Ones You Love" - читать интересную книгу автора (Fintushel Eliot)

certain muscle inside, you want to check to see if you still look the same; sometimes you do and
sometimes you donтАЩt. But now I was checking just for vanity or curiosity, like normal girls do who
donтАЩt kill people. Tule meowed. Yes, thatтАЩs the kind of thing she wanted me to do.
ThatтАЩs when I heard the board creak up top the shaft. I quick turned out the flashlight. I was
damned if IтАЩd let the Yid catch me doing a girl thing like that; IтАЩd never hear the end of it. The YidтАЩs
light shone down through the hole in the top of the elevator car, and I saw my face on the phone
box. My features wouldnтАЩt stay put, thoughтАФshadows danced across it like moon steam. And it
was so dark, my face was nothing but shadows, so when the shadows changed, my face
changed, as if some kid was trying to make a face in a ball of clay, and he didnтАЩt like it, so he kept
smooshing it this way and that, and he still didnтАЩt like it.
ThatтАЩs when for the second time that dumb night, I started to get tearyтАФso in spite of everything, I
had to figure, I was still pretty. If you can feel a cat smile on your calf, Tule was smiling, the little
bugger.
тАЬHey, shiksie, donтАЩt I get a hello today, hello today, today, day, day, day?тАЭ The Yid jumped down,
and I felt the car shake, the way I like. I didnтАЩt say a wordтАФthatтАЩs how to spook him. It got very
quiet. I could just see the Yid up there on top of the elevator, wondering what kind of shit heтАЩd
jumped into the middle of, if there was some Nazi bull waiting for him down below. I picked up
Tule real quiet and held her close and shushed her in her furry catтАЩs ear. The YidтАЩs flashlight did a
slow sweep of the places it could hit through the hatch. Real soft: тАЬShiksie?тАЭ I heard him sneak
down onto his belly.
By now, with just that little bit of light spilling from the YidтАЩs flashlight, I could see everything pretty
well. I saw his curly head poke down through the hole like a ratтАЩs head out a hole in the mop
board. His scarf hung down a little. His eyes were so big, they looked like skinned hardboiled
eggs. He was shitting bricks, believe you me.
So I said, quiet but with a lot of wind, тАЬAchtung!тАЭ
I thought he was gonna blow out of that shaft as if it were a missile silo and he was an ICBM. The
elevator shook like crazy. Tule yowled and jumped out of my arms. IтАЩd never laughed so hard in
my life. The Yid dropped his flashlight and scrambled back up the shaft. I heard the cover board
creak open.
He must have heard me laughing then because the board crashed down again, and the Yid said,
тАЬShit!тАЭ and the shaft said, тАЬShit, shit, shit, shit!тАЭ
The Yid was very reasonable, miraculously reasonable. ItтАЩs all those rabbis in his genes, is what
IтАЩm thinking, figuring out if a chicken eats seed through another guyтАЩs fence, whose is the meat, or
if a guy is born with two heads, which head he has to wear his yarmulke onтАФstuff like that.
Anybody else would have gone ape, and I might have had to do something bad to him. But the Yid,
he knew about my abilities, and he wasnтАЩt about to provoke me. He stayed reasonable, and he
said, тАЬVery good, shiksieтАФyou know a German word. Now shine up a flashlight so I can climb
down.тАЭ
тАЬNo.тАЭ
тАЬShiksie, be nice, shiksie. This is my spaceship I let you in on, isnтАЩt it? Shine.тАЭ
тАЬYou know where the damn elevator is. Just jump, for crissakes.тАЭ
тАЬShine. IтАЩm asking you nice. Am I your friend or what?тАЭ
I just sat tight, enjoying my joke like a guy with money in his pocket. Then the Yid turned on the
charm and said, тАЬWho loves you, shiksie?тАЭ
It didnтАЩt have any effect on me. That stuff never touches me. I would have drawn it out some
more, but Tule made me pick up the YidтАЩs flashlight, which had dropped down through the hole,
and shine it up the shaft.
тАЬI thank you, shiksie.тАЭ The Yid jumped down onto the elevator. He gave me a little size-her-up look
through the hole, then shinnied down the rest of the way. He stood in front of me, and Tule
stretched up against his leg. He picked her up, and she actually started purring, the traitor. He