"Hoffman-HauntedHumans" - читать интересную книгу автора (Hoffman Abbie)

"Do you know who the man in the picture is?"

"Do you?" asked Mishka in her little baby girl voice. She thought it was a game.
She was three and thought most things were games.

"Do you?" Deej repeated.

"I asked you first," said Mishka.

"I asked you second, and two is bigger than one."

"Well, I don't know," Mishka said, but at the same time the left hand was
writing something on the piece of paper. Morgan looked down. "Chase Kennedy,"
the words said.

Deej put her hands over her mouth. Her eyes got wide.

"Somebody you know?" Saul asked, with an ugly edge to his tone. Saul was mean to
everybody. Morgan didn't like it when Saul took the voice because he made people
not like Morgan.

"Somebody you know?" Deej said, right back. She'd met Saul before and she still
liked Morgan. One of the few.

"No," said Saul.

"How could you draw a picture of somebody you don't know? Did you see his
picture in a magazine or something?"

"There are some things mankind was not meant to know," said the Shadow in his
creepy echoey voice.

"How about woman kind?" asked Deej, but just then the phone rang and she
disappeared back behind her desk. Her voice turned into the polite-to-company
voice she always used on the phone as she said, "Good afternoon, Mental Healing
Center, may I help you?"

Dr. Dara came out of the door to the back hallway, smiling and leading a young
fat woman toward the door to outside. "All right, Elena, same time next week?"
she said, her voice faintly accented. Only two of the insiders had accents that
Morgan could hear, and they were Valerie, the Southern one, and Saul, who was
from New Jersey. The rest of his insiders sounded pretty much like people on TV.
Dr. Dara was from somewhere else. England? England, even though she had narrow
black eyes and totally black hair like people from Japan.

The fat woman stared at the floor, mumbled something, glanced up quickly at Dr.
Dara and then away again. Morgan remembered being like that when he first
started seeing the doctor, not being able to look anybody in the eye, not being
able to talk clearly, not wanting anybody to look at him. When the insiders had
first come, they made him do things and he was in trouble all the time because