False Memory

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Author: Dean Koontz
Tags: Fiction, Suspense
jump from there, so you’ll be sure it’ll work.”
    “You wouldn’t really.”
    “Sure. If you’re going to do this, then do it right. Don’t screw this up, too.”
    “Dusty, I’m smacked, but I’m not stupid.”
    Motherwell and the security guard came out of the house with a king-size mattress.
    As they struggled with that ungainly object, they had a Laurel and Hardy quality that
was
amusing, but Skeet’s laugh sounded utterly humorless to Dusty.
    Down in the driveway, the two men dropped their burden squarely atop the pair of smaller mattresses that were already on the tarp.
    Motherwell looked up at Dusty and raised his arms, hands spread, as if to say,
What’re you waiting for?
    One of the circling crows went military and conducted a bombing run with an accuracy that would have been the envy of any high-tech air force in the world. A messy white blob splattered across Skeet’s left shoe.
    Skeet peered up at the incontinent crow and then down at his soiled sneaker. His mood swung so fast and hard that it seemed his head ought to have spun around from the force of the change. His eerie smile crumbled like earth into a sinkhole, and his face collapsed in despair. In a wretched voice, he said, “This is my life,” and he reached down to poke one finger into the mess on his shoe. “My life.”
    “Don’t be ridiculous,” Dusty said. “You’re not well enough educated to think in metaphors.”
    This time, he couldn’t make Skeet laugh.
    “I’m so tired,” Skeet said, rubbing bird crap between his thumb and forefinger. “Time to go to bed.”
    He didn’t mean
bed
when he said
bed.
He didn’t mean he was going to take a nap on the pile of mattresses, either. He meant that he was going to settle in for the big sleep, under a blanket of dirt, and dream with the worms.
    Skeet got to his feet on the peak of the roof. Although he was hardly more than a wisp, he stood at his full height and didn’t seem unduly bothered by the hooting wind.
    When Dusty rose into a cautious crouch, however, the onshore flow hit him with gale force, rocking him forward, off the heels of his shoes, and he teetered for a moment before he settled into a position that gave him a lower center of gravity.
    Either this was a deconstructionist’s ideal wind—the effect of which would be different according to each person’s interpretation of it, a mere breeze to me, a typhoon to thee—or Dusty’s fear of heights caused him to have an exaggerated perception of every gust. Since he’d long ago rejected his old man’s screwy philosophies, he figured that if Skeet could stand erect with no risk of being spun away like a Frisbee, then so could he.
    Raising his voice, Skeet said, “This is for the best, Dusty.”
    “Like you would know what’s for the best.”
    “Don’t try to stop me.”
    “Well, see, I’ve got to try.”
    “I can’t be talked down.”
    “I’ve become aware of that.”
    They faced each other, as though they were two athletes about to engage in a strange new sport on a slanted court: Skeet standing tall, like a basketball player waiting for the opening toss-up, Dusty crouched like an underweight sumo wrestler looking for leverage.
    “I don’t want to get you hurt,” Skeet said.
    “I don’t want to get me hurt, either.”
    If Skeet was determined to jump off the Sorensons’ house, he couldn’t be prevented from doing so. The steep pitch of the roof, the rounded surfaces of the barrel tiles, the wind, and the law of gravity were on his side. All that Dusty could hope to do was to make sure the poor son of a bitch went off the edge at exactly the right place and onto the mattresses.
    “You’re my friend, Dusty. My only real friend.”
    “Thanks for the vote of confidence, kid.”
    “Which makes you my best friend.”
    “By default,” Dusty agreed.
    “A guy’s best friend shouldn’t get in the way of his glory.”
    “Glory?”
    “What I’ve seen it’s like on the Other Side. The
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