"Charles L. Grant - Gallery Of Horror" - читать интересную книгу автора (Grant Charles L)

And Mommy just didn't understand.

After lunch, Uncle Gus grabbed Janey firmly by the hand and took her
into the back yard. Then he sat her down next to him on the big wooden
swing.

"I'll bet your new dress is ugly," he said in a cold voice.

"Is not. It's pretty!"

Her discomfort pleased him. He leaned over, close to her right ear ."
Want to know a secret?"

Janey shook her head ." I want to go back with Mommy. I don't like
being out here."

She started away, but he grabbed her, pulling her roughly back onto the
swing ." You listen to me when I talk to you." His eyes glittered ." I'm
going to tell you a secret. About yourself."

"Then tell me."

He grinned ." You've got something inside."

"What's that mean?"

"It means there's something deep down inside your rotten little belly.
And it's alive!"

" Huh?" She blinked, beginning to get scared.

"A creature. That lives off what you eat and breathes the air you
breathe and can see out of your eyes." He pulled her face close to his .

"Open your mouth, Janey, so I can look in and see what's living down
there! "

"No, I won't." She attempted to twist away, but he was too strong .

"You're lying! You're just telling me an awful lie! You are!"

"Open wide." And he applied pressure to her jaw with the fingers of his
right hand. Her mouth opened ." Ah, that's better. Let's have a look .
. . " He peered into her mouth ." Yes, there. I can see it now."

She drew back, eyes wide, really alarmed ." What's it like?"

"Nasty! Horrid. With very sharp teeth. A rat, I'd say. Or something
like a rat. Long and gray and plump."