Mongrels. Stephen Jones Graham
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Название: Mongrels
Автор: Stephen Jones Graham
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Зарубежное фэнтези
isbn: 9780008182441
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First published in Great Britain by HarperVoyager 2016
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Ebook Edition © 2016 ISBN: 9780008182441
Version: 2016-04-18
Thea Lucas
1914–1999
thanks, Pop
Eventually I went to America.
There no one believes in werewolves.
—JAMES BLISH
Contents
Copyright
Dedication
Epigraph
Chapter 1: The Moon Is a Harsh Mistress
Chapter 2: The Heaven of Werewolves
Chapter 3: American Ninja
Chapter 4: The Truth About Werewolves
Chapter 5: Billy the Kid
Chapter 6: Werewolves on the Moon
Chapter 7: The Lone Ranger
Chapter 8: How to Recognize a Werewolf
Chapter 9: Layla
Chapter 10: Here There Be Werewolves
Chapter 11: Bark at the Moon
Chapter 12: Year of the Wolf
Chapter 13: Sad Eyes
Chapter 14: The Werewolf of Alcatraz
Chapter 15: The Sheep Look Up
Chapter 16: Never Say Werewolf
Chapter 17: The Mark of the Beast
Chapter 18: Wolf Like Me
Acknowledgments
About the Author
Also by Stephen Graham Jones
About the Publisher
My grandfather used to tell me he was a werewolf.
He’d rope my aunt Libby and uncle Darren in, try to get them to nod about him twenty years ago, halfway up a windmill, slashing at the rain with his claws. Him dropping down to all fours to race the train on the downhill out of Booneville, and beating it. Him running ahead of a countryside full of Arkansas villagers, a live chicken flapping between his jaws, his eyes wet with the thrill of it all. The moon was always full in his stories, and right behind him like a spotlight.
I could tell it made Libby kind of sick.
Darren, his rangy mouth would thin out in a kind of grin he didn’t really want to give, especially when Grandpa would lurch across the living room, acting out how he used to deal with sheep when he got them bunched up against a fence. Sheep are the weakness of all werewolves, he’d say, and then he’d play both parts, growling like a wolf, his shoulders pulled up high, and turning around to bleat in wide-eyed fear, like a sheep.
Libby would usually leave before Grandpa tore into the flock, the sheep screaming, his mouth open wide and hungry as any wolf, his yellow teeth dull in the firelight.
Darren would just shake his head, work another strawberry wine cooler up from beside his chair.
Me, I was right at the edge of being eight years old, my mom dead since the day I was born, no dad anybody would talk about. Libby had been my mom’s twin, once upon a time. She told me not to call her “Mom,” but I did, in secret. Her job that fall was sewing fifty-pound bags of seed shut. After work the skin around her eyes would be clean from the goggles she wore but crusted white with sweat. Darren said she looked like a backward raccoon. She’d СКАЧАТЬ