"Kit Reed - What Wolves Know" - читать интересную книгу автора (Reed Kit)

HappyтАЩs ears prick.

The woman has asked a question that Brent wonтАЩt answer. He says
instead, тАЬCome on, Susan. What are we going to do?тАЭ

тАЬYou lost your very own brother?тАЭ

тАЬNot really. Well, sort of.тАЭ

Happy is trying to make his mouth into the right shape to frame the big
question. Even if he could, he knows not to bring it out. It is disturbing.

тАЬBrent, what were you thinking?тАЭ

The fat man whines, тАЬMom said he was a mistake. I thought she
would thank me, but she freaked.тАЭ

Mom. Another word Happy canтАЩt parse. Oh. Same as mother. That
word. Soft, he remembers. Other things. He will not remember other things.

тАЬShe never forgave Dad either.тАЭ

тАЬSo he lives in L.A. Got that.тАЭ Susan adds dryly, тАЬToo bad you canтАЩt
divorce your kids.тАЭ
 тАЬCould we not talk about this please?тАЭ

She stiffensтАФis it something I did? тАЬBack there.тАЭ Her voice goes up
a notch. тАЬLook. Tell me thatтАЩs not a mobile unit.тАЭ

тАЬHoly crap, itтАЩs TV Eight. Driver, take Laurel Canyon.тАЭ

The car goes around many curves and up, up, higher than Happy
remembers being, and whenever they round a curve too fast he bumps
against SusanтАЩs soft parts like a sleeper with no control over what he is
doing, but in all the uphill and downhill and veering around corners he never,
ever bumps Brent, not even accidentally.

He is aware of a hand waving in front of his closed eyes. A pinch. He
wants to play dead but he canтАЩt stop himself from flinching. The needle
bites. The world goes away again. He canтАЩt be sure about the days or the
nights, which they are or how many.

Happy sleeps and he wakes up, then he sleeps again and in the
hours they drive he can never be certain which is which, or whether the
woman is touching him by accident or because she intends it.

At last the car crunches uphill and stops for the last time. HappyтАЩs
head comes up. The smells when Brent hustles him out of the car and
hauls him to his feet on the hard, hard street are terrible and familiar. They
are climbing steps to a wooden ... porch. Happy knows almost all the words