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outskirts ['autskWts], escapee ["eskeI'pJ], correctional [kq'rekS(q)nl]

I hesitated again. He was right about a bird in the hand, too. Pleasant Street became Ridge Road a mile or so west of the blinker, and Ridge Road ran through fifteen miles of woods before arriving at Route 196 on the outskirts of Lewiston. It was almost dark, and it's always harder to get a ride at night — when headlights pick you out on a country road, you look like an escapee from Wyndham Boys' Correctional even with your hair combed and your shirt tucked in. But I didn't want to ride with the old man anymore. Even now, when I was safely out of his car, I thought there was something creepy about him — maybe it was just the way his voice seemed full of exclamation points. Besides, I've always been lucky getting rides.

“I'm sure (я уверен),” I said. “And thanks again (и спасибо еще раз). Really (правда).”

“Any time , son (в любое время = всегда готов помочь, сынок). Any time. My wife (моя жена)...” He stopped (он замолчал: «остановился»), and I saw there were tears leaking from the corners of his eyes (и я увидел, как из уголков его глаз потекли слезы; to leak — давать течь, протекать; просачиваться, вытекать). I thanked him again (я поблагодарил его снова), then slammed the door shut before he could say anything else (затем захлопнул дверь, перед тем, как он успел еще что-то сказать; to slam — хлопать, ударять; shut — закрытый, запертый).