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Date: Thu, 10 Aug 2006 05:18:09 -0400 (EDT)

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"Would you like to read it as I go along? Temporarily dope her with bourbon, maybe, but that was all. He hoped, he said, that the doctor would prescribe a sleeping powder for Ian, who really did seem quite ill. "The man who wrote these pages was in a rather gruesome frame of mind, my dear, Paul thought. Paul closed his eyes and dropped off to sleep, and when the Cherokee came whispering back into the driveway that morning at four o'clock with both its engine and its lights shut off, he did not stir. His legs hurt all the time and he wanted his dope, not the heavy-duty aspirin they gave him at the hospital dispensary. "Once it was dark, she said, she was going to drive the police cruiser up to her Laughing Place.It dwindled to a snore and then to a drone and was finally gone. "Whoever it is, I thank ye not for the burn I've given m'self! She had remained in this trance for perhaps forty-eight hours, perhaps sixty. The crowd has fallen silent. Wasn't it supposed to be the other way around?

And while she hadn't believed him — not then — she had allowed him to go back to work just the same. He could see dark-brown wax plugging one ear and wondered with faint disgust how the hell she could hear anything "He went on looking at her and after a moment she looked away, impatient and a little flustered. Her eyes widened and for just a moment she looked both startled and guilty — Naughty Annie instead of Nasty Annie. He had pills, and they would take away the pain, but they would also blur his thoughts. He worked himself over to the edge of the bed, made sure the wheelchair brake was on, then grasped its arms and pulled himself slowly into the seat. She looked at him with that same dullard's expression as she pinched her lower lip between the thumb and first finger of her right hand. "Ian nearly screamed, and for the first time Geoffrey had truly understood that his friend was tottering on the brink of madness. but the shirt looked as if Ian had been wearing it for at least three years, and Geoffrey felt as if at least three hundred had passed since the party. You just get a whole bunch of those capsules and stick them all through a pint of her ice-cream. I want to make sure you get your sleep, because you have to go back to work tomorrow. No one stops here because they all know Annie Wilkes is crazy, they all know what she did, even if they did find me innocent. He fell back on that most common writers'-workshop euphemism: "It's got possibilities, all right. At last, as he had begun to think she had just sailed off into oblivion forever with no fuss or fanfare, she lowered the trap and went on as if she had never stopped speaking. Tom had shown him how to hot-wire an ignition, how to use the thin and limber strip of metal car-thieves called Slim Jims to yank the lock on a car door, how to short out a car burglar alarm. With it she had slit the satin lining of her coffin and over God knew how many hours she had used it to claw away at the coffin's wooden lid. He turned the page and discovered another clipping from the Bakersfield Journal — the last, as it turned out. This new expression was one of utter horror mingled with an almost demented hope. He worked the wheelchair around until it was directly facing the parlor, and then he rolled down to it. He bent over, ignoring the pain in his legs, and began to work the loose section of baseboard out with his fingers. From the eighth of April until the fourteenth they enjoyed an unbroken run of fine weather. His face, however, was pale and serious — very much the face of a conscientious student.

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