ueas far as my body went. My peace of mind was a different story
though. That he hadn't helped at all.
My eyes fell on the stack of forms under the tin ashtray we kept on the corner of the desk. BLOCK REPORT was
printed at the topand about halfway down was a blank space headed
Report All Unusual Occurrences. I would use
that space in tonight's reporttelling the story of William Wharton's colorful and action-packed arrival. But suppose I
also told what had happened to me in John Coffey's cell? I saw myself picking up the pencil - the one whose tip Brutal
was always licking - and writing a single word in big capital letters: MIRACLE.
That should have been funnybut instead of smilingall at once I felt sure that I was going to cry I put
my hands to my
facepalms against my mouth to stifle the sobs - I didn't want to scare Del again just when he was starting to get
settled down - but no sobs came. No tearseither. After a few moments I lowered my hands back to the desk and
folded them. I didn't know what I was feelingand the only clear thought in my head was a wish that no one should
come back onto the block until I was a little more in control of myself. I was afraid of what they might see in my face.
I drew a Block Report form t,
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