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Hammered

Hammered

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Autoren: Kevin Hearne
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widow beamed at me and her eyes glistened with gratitude. » Attaboy. I’ll give ye me keys. « She fished them out of her purse and handed them to me, and I went inside to pour two glasses of Tullamore Dew on the rocks.
    » Ah, that’s grand, « she said, taking the proffered glass from my fingers. She took a sip and sighed, her peace of mind restored. » Atticus, I need t’tell ye something. I don’t think I’m long for this world. Soon I’ll finally be with me Sean, God rest his merry soul. Every third thought is of the grave. « She peered at me over her whiskey glass. » That Shakespeare bloke wrote that, didn’t he? «
    » Yes, he did. You’re paraphrasing Prospero from The Tempest. «
    » Hmph. I think he might have been the only Brit to have ever been worth the milk he sucked from his mother’s tit. Wise man. «
    » Can’t argue with that, « I agreed.
    » Right, well, what I’m tryin’ to say is that ye’ve been a blessing to me in my dotage. I thank the Lord for ye and pray for ye, even though ye don’t believe in our savior. «
    » Oh, I believe in him, « I corrected her. » I know he works miracles too. « I thought of my healed wounds, the multiplying fish and chips, and the guitar case full of dollar bills. » I simply don’t worship him. «
    The widow stared at me, bemused. » Yer an odd duck, lad. I don’t know what to think sometimes. «
    » You know everything you need to know. Jesus was real and still is. Hold on to that and don’t let go. «
    » I’ve been holdin’ on to it for me whole life, Atticus. I’m not going to let it go now. «
    » Good. «
    » Me children ought to be comin’ to visit soon, figurin’ if they can get in one last good suck-up, I’ll change me will in their favor. I’m in for a world o’ coddlin’ and pamperin’ if ever I live that long. But if I bugger off before they get here, will ye let ’em know? I’ll leave their numbers posted on me fridge. «
    » Oh. « I looked down at my feet. » Mrs. MacDonagh, I don’t think I’ll be able to do that. I’ve actually come here to say good-bye. «
    She set down her glass and looked at me sharply. » Good-bye? «
    » I’m buggering off, I guess, « I said. » I plan on coming back, but there’s a chance I might not, so I wanted to say a couple of things first. «
    » Where ye goin’ to, lad? Didn’t ye jest come back from somewhere? «
    » Aye, but I have to return for another job, and it’s more dangerous than the first one. Granuaile’s got Oberon with her right now and they’ll be gone for a few days, but when she returns she’ll leave Oberon with you, if that’s all right. «
    » Well, how long d’ye think ye’ll be gone? «
    » At least a week, but up to three months. If I’m not back after that, I’m not coming back. «
    » Oh, now I’ll be worryin’ about ye, « she fretted. » I’ll be watching me Wheel of Fortune and some daft man will buy a vowel, and it’ll be an A , and then I’ll wonder where that mad boy Atticus is and what frightful things he’s up to now. «
    » You didn’t used to think I was mad, « I said.
    » Well, that was before ye went around losin’ yer ears and growin’ ’em back again, growin’ so fast it’s like one o’ those bloody Chia Pet commercials. «
    » Heh! « I grinned.
    » Oh, aye, did ye think that I didn’t notice? I might have a gamy leg, but there’s nothing wrong with me eyes. «
    » Nothing wrong with you at all, Mrs. MacDonagh, « I said, and my smile was bittersweet. » You’re a rare girl. «
    » Tish, I’m hardly a girl anymore. «
    » At heart you are. You have a soul as light as a flower petal and a conscience as clear as crystal. «
    » Oooh, you’re spreadin’ it on thick, me boy, « the widow chuckled.
    » Perhaps, « I admitted, tilting my head from side to side in an expression of equivocation. We listened to mourning doves cooing in the grapefruit tree for the space of a few heartbeats, and then I turned to her in all seriousness. » But it’s been an honor knowing you. That’s no lie, not even the white kind. I’ve known many people, you understand? Untold thousands in my long life. And you … well. The world is better for you having lived in it. I wanted you to know. «
    The widow reached over and patted my hand. » Oh, Atticus, that’s awfully sweet of ye t’say. «
    I covered her hand with mine and squeezed it gently. Then I sighed, relaxed, and enjoyed the cool burn of whiskey on the rocks tumbling down

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