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Date: Thu, 04 Jan 2007 19:18:03 -0500

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He looked at her helplessly, knowing he was going to be caught after all. Foolishness! ""Yeah, it was a hot day, all right,»Goliath said, and Paul was alarmed by how much closer his voice was. He felt a flush of shame and humiliation warming his face, but now they were mixed with real anger: it had bloomed from a spark into a tiny sunken flame. When she came in he thought at first that she must be a dream, but then reality — or mere brute survival — took over and he began to moan and beg and plead, all of it broken, all of it coming from a deepening well of unreality. Dr Frank Canley, the admitting physician, said that Wilkes died of multiple skull fractures and a broken neck. Some part of her mind must already have had this gruesome thought and suppressed it, for she needed no explanation at all.and I love you, too. And there was a smell. It hurt, and he pressed the side of his hand against his mouth. Spiders down there, he thought. a little more.

The other, while not your standard Hollywood happy ending, at least holds out some hope for the future. It was apparent that Annie's biggest mistake had been not stopping when people finally realized something was going on. The latter three Misery novels had been little more than straightforward adventure tales with a fair amount of piquantly described sex thrown in to please the ladies. He wished he was dead, but through the pain-soaked haze that filled his mind like a summer storm-cloud, he did not know he wished it. He lay stiffly in his bed for a long time, listening to her, movements, first upstairs, then on the stairs, then in the»kitchen, fully expecting her to change her mind and come back with the gun after all. No one stops here because they all know Annie Wilkes is crazy, they all know what she did, even if they did find me innocent. She followed Mr Rancho Grande, shaking her finger at his back, those empty cartoon balloons issuing from her mouth. It wasn't until after the thumbectomy, and that bizarre birthday cake like a left-over prop from Whatever Happened to Baby Jane, that the balls of crumpled-up paper had begun to proliferate in the wastebasket again. He almost rejected it (was that a faint groan from down there in the sweatshops? Trips down Memory Lane when you're feeling depressed are never a very good idea, Annie — but I suppose you know that by this point in your life. He took three fast mouthfuls, the pores on the and plain of his tongue widening and clamoring at the shock of the water, some of it spilling down his chin and onto the tee-shirt he wore, and then she drew it away from him. He thought of pushing his hand through that smile and encountering nothing but flexible darkness. You tape a very fine thread across each one, and if you come back and find one broken, why you know, don't you? Too many bastards in the world already, and I don't want to see you going in the Army at sixteen. You saved two lives — because without you, Misery would still be lying in her grave. He brought his left leg down, and although it took his weight and saved him the fall, the pain was excruciating — it felt as if a dozen bolts had suddenly been driven into the bone. They had found her outside of Misery the pig's stall, with one hand wrapped around the handle of her chainsaw. ""Don't be s — " But she was gone, her heavy tread almost running down the hallway to the parlor Annie rose up from behind the sofa like a white ghost dressed in a nurse's uniform and cap. She should have died after I stuffed her head full of blank paper and busted pages, and I should have died then, too. On a higher shelf was a pile of Slim Jims, as neatly stacked as the kindling in Annie's shed. The bailiff asked her to state her name, and over and over again she said it was Annie Wilkes, but she said no more; she sat there with her fibrous solid ominous body displacing air and said her name over and over again but no more than that.


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