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ould help you 。 。 。 but it wouldn't； Paul。 Because if I have to do two； I'll do four。 Them 。 。 。 and us。 And do you know what？ I think you still care about your own skin。〃
〃Not much；〃 he said。 〃I'll tell you the truth； Annie … everyday that passes； my skin feels more and more like something I want to get out of。〃 She laughed。
〃Oh； I've heard that one before。 But let them see you put one hand on their oogy old respirators！ Then it's a different story！ Yes！ When they see that； they yell and cry and turn into a bunch of real brats！〃 Not that you ever let that stop you； right； Annie？
〃Anyway；〃 she said； 〃I just wanted you to know how things are。 If you really don't care； yell your head off when they e。 It's entirely up to you。〃 Paul said nothing。
〃When they e I'll stand right out there in the driveway and say yes； there was a state trooper that came by here。 I'll say he came just when I was getting ready to leave for Steamboat Heaven to look at the ceramics。 I'll say he showed me your picture。 I'll say I hadn't seen you。 Then one of them will ask me； 〃This was last winter； Miss Wilkes； how could you be so positive？〃 And I'll say； 〃If Elvis Presley was still alive and you saw him last winter； would you remember seeing him？〃 And he'll say yes； probably so； but what does that have to do with the price of coffee in Borneo； and I'll say Paul Sheldon is my favorite writer and I've seen his picture lots of times。 I have to say that； Paul。 Do you know why？〃 He knew。 Her slyness continued to astound him。 He supposed it shouldn't； not anymore； but it did。 He remembered the caption below the picture of Annie in her detainment cell； the picture taken in the caesura between the end of the trial and the return of the jury。 He remembered it word for word。 IN MISERY？ NOT THE DRAGON LADY。 Annie reads calmly as she waits for the verdict。
〃So then；〃 she continued； 〃I'll say the policeman wrote it all down in his book and thanked me。 I'll say I asked him in for a cup of coffee even though I was in a hurry to be on my way and they'll ask me why。 I'll say he probably knew about my trouble before； and I wanted to satisfy his mind that everything was on the up…and…up here。 But he said no； he had to move along。 So I asked if he'd like to take a cold Pepsi along with him because the day was so hot and he said yes； thanks； that was very kind。〃 She drained her second Pepsi and held the empty plastic bottle between her and him。 Seen through the plastic her eye was huge and wavering； the eye of a Cyclops。 The side of her head took on a ripply； hydrocephalic bulge。
〃I'm going to stop and put this bottle in the ditch about two miles up the road；〃 she said。 〃But first I'll put his fingers on it； of course。〃 She smiled at him … a dry； spitless smile。
〃Fingerprints；〃 she said。 〃They'll know he went past my house then。 Or they'll think they do； and that's just as good； isn't it； Paul？〃 His dismay deepened。
〃So they'll go up the road and they won't find him。 He'll just be gone。 Like those swamis who toot their flutes until ropes e out of baskets and they climb the ropes and disappear。 Poof！〃
〃Poof；〃 Paul said。
〃It won't take them long to e back。 I know that。 After all； if they can't find any trace of him except that one bottle after here； they'll decide they better think some more about me。 After all； I'm crazy； aren't I？ All the papers said so。 Nutty as a fruitcake！
〃But they'll believe me at first。 I don't think they'll actual want to e in and search the house … not at first。 They look in other places and try to think of other things before they e back。 We'll have some time。 Maybe as much as a week。〃 She looked at him levelly。
〃You're going to have to write faster； Paul；〃 she said。
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Dark fell and no police came。 Annie did not spend the time before it did with Paul； however； she wanted to re…glaze his bedroom window； and pick up the paper…clips and broken glass scattered on the lawn。 When the police e tomorrow looking for their missing lamb； she said； we don't want the to see anything out of the ordinary； do we； Paul？
Just let them look under the lawnmower； kiddo。 Just let them look under there and they'll see plenty out of the ordinary。
But no matter how hard he tried to make his vivid imagination work； he could not make it e up with a scenario which would lead up to that。
〃Do you wonder why I told you all of this； Paul？〃 she asked before going upstairs to see what she could do with the window。 〃Why I went into my plans for dealing with this in such great detail？〃
〃No；〃 he said wanly。
〃Partly because I wanted you to know exactly what the stakes are； and exactly what you'll have to do to stay alive。 I also wanted you to know that I'd end it right now。 Except for the book。 I still care about the book。〃 She smiled。 It was a smile which was both radiant and strangely wistful。 〃It really is the best Misery story of them all； and I do so much want to know how it all es out。〃
〃So do I； Annie；〃 he said。
She looked at him； startled。 〃Why 。 。 。 you know don't you？〃
〃When I start a book I always think I know how things will turn out； but I never actually had one end exactly that way。 It isn't even that surprising； once you stop to think about it。 Writing a book is a little like firing an ICBM 。 。 。 only it travels over time instead of space。 The book…time the characters spend living in the story and the real time the novelist spends writing it all down。 Having a novel end exactly the way you thought it would when you started out would be like shooting a Titan missile halfway around the world and having the payload drop through a basketball hoop。 It looks good on paper； and there are people who build those things who'd tell you it was easy as pie … and even keep a straight face while they said it … but the odds are always against。〃
〃Yes；〃 Annie said。 〃I see。〃
〃I must have a pretty good navigation system built into the equipment； because I usually get close； and if you have enough high explosive packed into the nosecone； close is good enough。 Right now I see two possible endings to the book。 One is very sad。 The other； while not your standard Hollywood happy ending； at least holds out some hope for the future。〃 Annie looked alarmed 。 。 。 and suddenly thunderous。 〃You're not thinking of killing her again； are you； Paul？〃 He smiled a little。 〃What would you do if I did； Annie？ Kill me？ That doesn't scare me a bit。 I may not know what's going to happen to Misery； but I know what's going to happen to me 。 。 。 and you。 I'll write THE END； and you'll read； and then you'll write THE END； won't you？ The end of us。 That's one I don't have to guess at。 Truth really isn't stranger than fiction； no matter what they say。 Most times you know exactly how things are going to turn out。〃
〃But … 〃
〃I think I know which ending it's going to be。 I'm about eighty percent sure。 If it turns out that way； you'll like it。 But even if it turns out the way I think； neither of us will know the actual details until I get them written down； will we？〃
〃No … I suppose not。〃
〃Do you remember what the old Greyhound Bus ads used to say？ 〃Getting there is half the fun。〃
〃Either way； it's almost over； isn't it？〃
〃Yes