Dark Passage by David Goodis

Author:David Goodis [Goodis, David]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: ePub Bud (www.epubbud.com)
Published: 2010-08-14T16:00:00+00:00

She said, “Punctual, am I not? It’s exactly six. And now we'll have some dinner. Feel hungry?”

He nodded.

She went into the kitchen. He could hear her moving around in there. He waited on the sofa, waited for dinner, waited for the buzzer to sound again, waited for Studebaker to come up with the police.

The dinner tasted fine, even though it went in through the glass straw. There was beef broth, there was the tan cream of a vegetable-beef stew, there was a butterscotch pudding thinned down to liquid. He gestured his willingness to help with the dishes. She told him to go into the other room and play some records. He went in and got a Basie going under the needle. It was Sent For You Yesterday And Here You Come Today. And Rushing was beginning to veil his heart out when the telephone rang.

Parry stood up. He looked at the telephone. It rang again just as Rushing repeated his cry that the moon looked lonely. She came out of the kitchen, looked at the phone, looked at Parry. She took a step toward the phone. It rang again. Parry lifted the needle from the record.

She looked at Parry as the phone rang again. She said, “There’s nothing to worry about. I know who it is.”

She picked up the phone.

“Hello? Oh, yes, hello, yes-yes?-oh, I’ve just had dinner—no, thanks anyway—well—well—all right, when can I expect you?—all right—right.”

She put down the phone and looked at Parry. She said, “That was Bob Rapf. He’ll be here in an hour.”

CHAPTER 13

Parry raised his arms to indicate that he did not understand.

She said, “It’ll be all right. You stay in the bedroom. He won't know you're here.”

Parry gestured toward the bedroom, then raised his arms again.

She said, “He won’t look in the bedroom.”

Parry lowered his head and shook it slowly.

“Please don’t worry about it,” she said. He looked up. She was smiling at him.

He shrugged.

She went back in the kitchen. When she was finished with the dishes she came in and straightened the living room. As she emptied an ash tray she said, “I know you think it’s a mistake, letting him come here. But it can't be any other way. I've known him for so long, I've been seeing so much of him lately, it's got to a point where I have a definite hold on him. I wish it wasn't that way. But as long as it is that way, I've got to go along with it. I know what happens to him when I refuse to see him. I wish I knew some way to break it without ripping him apart. But there doesn't seem to be any way to break it. All I can do is wait for it to die out.”

She emptied another ash tray. She looked at him and saw that he was looking at her.

She said, “It’s not physical. It never was. It never will be. It can't be. What he likes about me is the things I say, and the things he thinks I think about, the feelings he thinks I have.

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