"Howard Waldrop - The Wolf-man of Alcatraz" - читать интересную книгу автора (Waldrop Howard)

"Man, you shoulda seen the Moon in the old days. It was really somethin'."

The captain shrugged.

"People are going there someday. I can feel it."

"Not anybody from this prison farm."

"Just so," said Howlin.

They continued to watch until the Moon stood completely up off the jumbled horizon.

Tomorrow they were letting him fish for bluegills in one of the prison ponds.

"Thanks, Captain," said Howlin. He handed the guard a stick of Black Jack gum.

"Mind your step," said the guard.

They went back down the hill toward the barracks, their full-moon lengthened shadows going before
them.




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When he passed away in his sleep, in the prison-farm hospital, he didn't get much press: he died the same
day as Aldous Huxley and John F. Kennedy.


The End