“Yeah, I think.” “What does it look like to you? Does it look like anything?”
Zero said nothing. But as he studied the mountain, his right hand slowly formed into a fist.
He raised his thumb. His eyes went from the mountain, to his hand, then back to the mountain.
They put four of the unbroken jars in the burlap sack, in case they might be able to use them.
Stanley carried the sack. Zero held the shovel. “I should warn you,” Stanley said.
“I'm not exactly the luckiest guy in the world.” Zero wasn't worried.
“When you spend your whole life living in a hole,” he said, “the only way you can go is up.”
They gave each other the thumbs-up sign, then headed out. It was the hottest part of the day.
Stanley's empty-empty-empty canteen was still strapped around his neck.
He thought back to the water truck, and wished he'd at least stopped and filled his canteen before running off.
They hadn't gone very far before Zero had another attack. He clutched his stomach as he let himself fall to the ground.
Stanley could only wait for it to pass. The sploosh had saved Zero's life, but it was now destroying him from the inside.
전체재생
다음페이지
문장검색