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Название книги: Paddy Clarke Ha Ha Ha
Автор(ы): Roddy Doyle
Жанр: Современная проза
Адрес книги: http://www.6lib.ru/books/Paddy-Clarke-Ha-Ha-Ha-161204.html
Roddy DoylePaddy Clarke Ha Ha Ha
This book is dedicated to RoryWe were coming down our road. Kevin stopped at a gate and bashed it with his stick. It was Missis Quigley’s gate; she was always looking out the window but she never did anything.–Quigley!–Quigley!–Quigley Quigley Quigley!Liam and Aidan turned down their culdesac. We said nothing; they said nothing. Liam and Aidan had a dead mother. Missis O’Connell was her name.–It’d be brilliant, wouldn’t it? I said.–Yeah, said Kevin.—Cool.We were talking about having a dead ma. Sinbad, my little brother, started crying. Liam was in my class in school. He dirtied his trousers one day—the smell of it rushed at us like the blast of heat when an oven door was opened—and the master did nothing. He didn’t shout or slam his desk with his leather or anything. He told us to fold our arms and go asleep and when we did he carried Liam out of the class. He didn’t come back for ages and Liam didn’t come back at all.James O’Keefe whispered,—If I did a gick
Название книги: Paddy Clarke Ha Ha Ha
Автор(ы): Roddy Doyle
Жанр: Современная проза
Адрес книги: http://www.6lib.ru/books/Paddy-Clarke-Ha-Ha-Ha-161204.html
Roddy DoylePaddy Clarke Ha Ha Ha
This book is dedicated to RoryWe were coming down our road. Kevin stopped at a gate and bashed it with his stick. It was Missis Quigley’s gate; she was always looking out the window but she never did anything.–Quigley!–Quigley!–Quigley Quigley Quigley!Liam and Aidan turned down their culdesac. We said nothing; they said nothing. Liam and Aidan had a dead mother. Missis O’Connell was her name.–It’d be brilliant, wouldn’t it? I said.–Yeah, said Kevin.—Cool.We were talking about having a dead ma. Sinbad, my little brother, started crying. Liam was in my class in school. He dirtied his trousers one day—the smell of it rushed at us like the blast of heat when an oven door was opened—and the master did nothing. He didn’t shout or slam his desk with his leather or anything. He told us to fold our arms and go asleep and when we did he carried Liam out of the class. He didn’t come back for ages and Liam didn’t come back at all.James O’Keefe whispered,—If I did a gick
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