"Laymon, Richard - The Traveling Vampire Show" - читать интересную книгу автора (Laymon Richard)

"Maybe the Cokes better wait," I told her.

"What is it?"

"I was sort of wondering if you'd let me borrow your truck for about
half an hour."

"Sure," she said, not even hesitating to think about it.

"Thanks."

I followed her through the kitchen. Her brown leather purse was on top
of the table. She picked it up, reached inside, pulled out her keys
and tossed them to me. I caught them.

"Thanks," I said again.

As I started to turn around, she said, "I've got nothing to do for a
while. Want me to come along?"

I must've made a face.

"Guess not," she said and shrugged.

"It's not that. If you want to come along, it's fine with me. I just
don't want to ... you know, impose on you."

"When you're imposing, l'il let you know."

"Okay."

"And you're not." She gave me a quick smile. "Not yet, anyway." The
smile gone, she added, "You need some help, don't you?"

"Well, I need a car. But it'd be great if you want to come along with
me."

"You sure?" she asked.

Sure." \020"Where're we going?"

"Janks Field."

She let out a laugh, throwing back her head, then shaking it. When the
laugh was over, she said, "That explains plenty."

"Still want to come?"

"You bet. But what's the problem?"