"Theodore Sturgeon - It's You" - читать интересную книгу автора (Sturgeon Theodore)

didn't take too long.

She came out and watched him finish. "Come inside."
He just shook his head and vaulted into the bucket. She came over and stood
beside the Monster, holding her hands together real tight. "Knightly,
Knightly, what is it? Tell me what's the matter."

He could only stare blindly at the tachometer. The only thing that came to him
seemed so crazy he could not bring himself to say it: I want my real name
back. He said, "I'm no good at explaining things, Hon."

But she was. She knelt by the Monster so he could look down into those
double-arched eyes in that frame of coppery-yellow, and she said how she had
been thinking and thinking, and she realized how wrong she had been. She began
a whole list of promises. She said, "Ill try to learn about cars and go with
you to the drag strips and the shops. Ill pick it up quickly, and then i'll
pay more attention to the way you want to look and not the way I want you to
look. And I never realized it but I shouldn1ve made you quit the Emergency and
live the way I live." And more, like about she never had found out what he
used to eat before he met her, she just cooked what she thought he ought to
like without asking. She would change, she would change. Any way he wanted her
to, she would change.

He almost had a thought worth saying, something about what happened to people
when they had to change, but he couldn't get it into shape. Maybe later she
could figure it out for herself. He started the motor and shifted into low and
checked the mirrors on both sides, and then throttled way back so she could
hear him. He said, as he began slipping the clutch, "It ain't any of those
things, Hon.

"It's You."