Junkyard Blues

Chapter Sixty-seven

277 C Chapter Sixty-seven ou’ll get used to it in no time at all. Get used to what? The constant multicolored movie that was playing in his head? The fact that that was his real payment for sacrificing his soul to something he could not even start to comprehend? No! That was a lie, a lie that he had even started believing as he had come to his conclusion, a lie that the world had wanted him to believe in, that God Himself had wanted him to believe in. But it was over now, that lie. At some point during the night, the churning in his brain started to take a shape. He was lying on his back, staring up at the ceiling and suddenly that shape was there before him, that picture that was terrific to look at. And suddenly he felt the anger and the shame disappear as he stared at that picture that had the color that was now too deep. It was terrific! He felt suddenly good, good and light in the head, more than he had ever felt in his whole life. It was terrific! Jude actually felt his lips form a smile in the semi-darkness of the room; it was a completely beautiful smile. It felt like his very first smile since God had brought him into this world. What’s the matter? Jude shrugged and felt that smile expanding. Hey, what’s the matter with you? Why are you smiling? I don’t have any idea. He felt the smile turn into something else and he started to laugh, waking Mabel in the process. “What’s it?” she murmured in her sleepy voice. “Nothing,” but he did not stop laughing and tried covering his mouth, but the laughter kept spilling out. “Are you okay?” she was getting concerned now. “Sorry, I’m fine.” Y 278 And he could not stop laughing. He had never enjoyed any laughter that much. ...