Chapter 47 forty seven

Louis was sitting in the motel dining room eating while Chad sat looking out the window in the armchair and waited for Louis. The food was tasteless, but the portions were generous, which is what Luis needed.He devoured a steak, a side of baked potatoes, a plate of green peas, and an apple pie topped with a scoop of ice cream.Louis sat in a corner of the restaurant, watching people come and go as he ate, thinking that he might not meet anyone he knew.But somehow, he was hoping to meet someone he knew, who would ask him questions, like: Where is Rachel?what are you doing hereis everything okay?Maybe these questions were causing his mind to clutter, and maybe all he really wanted was clutter, a way to get out of that crazy thought.

In fact, while he was eating his apple pie and his second cup of coffee, a couple he did know walked in, a doctor who worked in Bangor, Rob and his beautiful wife, Barbara.Louis waited for them to see him, but the waitress ushered them into a booth at the other end of the restaurant, and Louis could barely see them, except for an occasional glimpse of Rob's prematurely graying hair. The waitress brought Louis' deposit check, Louis signed it, scribbled his room number under his name, and walked out of the restaurant through the side door. The wind outside was getting stronger and stronger, and the wires were buzzing strangely. Louis didn't see the stars, but he could feel the clouds above his head moving rapidly.Louis put his hands in his pockets, facing the wind, stood on the sidewalk for a while, then turned and went upstairs to his room, and turned on the TV.It's too early to do the big things, and the wind of the night will bring all kinds of possibilities.It made him very nervous.

Louis watched four hours of television, or eight and a half hours of a comedy show, and he realized he had never watched such a stretch of television before.The heroines in TV dramas are people who like to laugh at men. And now in Chicago, Mrs. Goldman was crying, "Fly back? Honey, why are you flying back? You just got here!" At this time in Luther Township, Chad was sitting by the window, smoking and drinking, thinking about his past, waiting for Louis to come home.Louis was going home sooner or later.There were other ways to get to the pet cemetery and that place over there, but Louis didn't know that if he wanted to do that, he had to get out of his own house first.

Louis didn't know anything about the above. He sat in front of the color TV and watched TV. He had never watched these TV programs before, but he heard people talk about some, what a black family, a white family, a child, and living with him The rich adults are smart, a single woman, a married woman, a divorced woman.He has watched all these TV series now. He sits in a chair and glances at the windy night outside from time to time. When the news came on at 11 o'clock, Louis turned off the TV, and he was going to go out and do what he had decided to do.Maybe the moment he saw his son's blood-stained baseball cap, he decided to do it.There was that shivering feeling of cold in him again, stronger than ever, but underneath it was a longing, or a passion, maybe a lust, it didn't matter what; something warm Hold him, so that he can resist the cold wind.As he cranked up the Honda's engine, he thought maybe Chad was right about the magic in that place, because he definitely felt that magic was with him now, guiding him and driving him to do things.Louis wondered: Can I stop?Can I stop if I want to?