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muscular ['mAskjulq], beautiful ['bjHtIful], construction [kqn'strAkS(q)n]

“You never got your ride,” she whispered.

“I did, though,” I said. “In the end I did.”

She smiled up at me. She looked small and weak, miles from the angry, sweaty, muscular woman who had yelled at me when we finally got to the head of the line, yelled and then whacked me across the nape of the neck. She must have seen something on someone's face one of the other people waiting to ride the Bullet because I remember her saying What are you looking at, beautiful? as she lead me away by the hand, me snivelling under the hot summer sun, rubbing the back of my neck... only it didn't really hurt, she hadn't swatted me that hard; mostly what I remember was being grateful to get away from that high, twirling construction with the capsules at either end, that revolving scream machine.

“Mr. Parker, it really is time to go (/вам/ действительно пора идти),” the nurse said.

I raised my mother's hand and kissed the knuckles (я поднял руку матери и поцеловал пальцы: «костяшки /пальцев»). “I'll see you tomorrow (увидимся завтра),” I said. “I love you, ma (я люблю тебя, мама).”

“Love you, too (я тоже люблю тебя). Alan... sorry for all the times I swatted you (прости за все те подзатыльники: «прости за все разы, что я тебя била»). That was no way to be (этого не должно было быть).”

But it had been (но это было); it had been her way to be (она не могла по-другому: «это был ее способ/манера существовать»). I didn't know how to tell her I knew that, accepted it (я не знал, как сказать ей, что я знаю об этом, принимаю это). It was part of our family secret (это было частью нашей семейной тайны), something whispered along the nerve endings (чем-то передающимсяпо нервным окончаниям; to whisper — говорить шепотом, шептать; сообщать по секрету).