"Rudy Rucker - Master Of Space And Time" - читать интересную книгу автора (Rucker Rudy)

"The neighbor's baby bit you? What were you
doing to it?"

"Playing. Babby bite. Mary Jo wash."

Mary Jo was the name of the woman next door.
Serena liked to go over and pick on her baby.
"Was Mary Jo mad at you?"

"Mary Jo wash." Serena showed me her finger
again. The cut certainly did look clean.

"How nice of Mary Jo to wash your cut. I just
hope her baby doesn't have rabies." I patted Se-
rena on the head. She was a brat, but she was
mine. "Would you like a candy?"

"Yus."

"Here." I found a linty cough drop in my pants
pocket. "Now don't bother that baby any more.
And put my fishing rod away."

"Bug gone."

"I'm going inside to see Mommy now, Serena.
Be good." I walked into our crummy house, still
brooding over Harry's message. There could be
money in this, big money.

I found Nancy flaked out on our double bed
with a stack of old People magazines and an over-
flowing ashtray. The TV was going full blast in the
other room. I closed the door.

"God, Joey, I have such a backache today. And
this morning SerenaтАФ"

"Yeah, I've had a rough day myself. Is there any
beer?"

"Do you think you could rub my back a little?"

"If you move the ashtray. You know I don't like
you to smoke in our bedroom."

"Then why don't you buy a couch for the living
room. I hate living like this. We might as well be in
a trailer park."