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Show 160 listened. I could hear his breathing which was deep and steady and my own, which was coming fast, and I heard the sounds of the traffic beyond the hospital walls and the sounds of windows slamming up and then I heard the bellowing of the nurses, like so many old heifers who were off their feed, the commotion growing and growing until it seemed that we were in the quiet center of it and I could hear Owen saying, "Don't worry, they can't get to you now, not anymore." I'm packed and ready to go. Nobody seems to know what to make of it. At first the doctors said I couldn't do it, couldn't just leave like this. They might be right, but then I don't see how they can stop me either. It's too bad that bastard Dublonsky isn't here. As for the nurses, they've gone completely nuts; I can hear their shoes suck-sucking at the floor as they rush up and down the halls. But there's really nothing anyone can do. Everything is settled. And Owen says that if I want, we can even stop by Florida and try to find my mother. We'll have plenty of time to think about that. It'll take us all day just to get out of the city. And there will be plenty of time to think about children. Owen says he only wants two. But we'll see about that; as far as I'm |