Melly: переводы

→“How did she get in?” “Face-first,” Zeke says.

→Saying her name still gives me a little twinge of pain, a pinch that lets me know her memory is still dear to me.

→“Yes,” I say. “I think Tris would want me to try it at least once.”

→“Fine,” I say. “We’ll see, I guess.” “Are you going to zip line?”

→It’s not the same as it used to be, but I got over that a long time ago. All of us

→Shauna sits in the chair again and pushes herself through the doorway. Matthew, Christina, and Zeke follow. I get on last, offering the urn to Shauna to hold, and stand in the doorway, my hand clutching the handle. The train starts again, building speed with each second, and I hear it churning over the tracks and whistling over the rails, and I feel the power of it rising inside me. The air whips across my face and presses my clothes to my body, and I watch the city sprawl out in front of me, the buildings lit by the sun.

→“Got something to show you,” Shauna says, and she tosses the blanket aside, revealing complicated metal

→braces on her legs. They go all the way up to her hips and wrap around her belly like a cage. She smiles at me, and with a gear-grinding sound, her feet shift to the ground in front of the chair, and in fits and starts, she stands.

→“Caleb and his lab buddies made them for me,” she says. “Still getting the hang of it, but they say I might be able to run someday.”

→The spring air is cold but I leave the windows open in the truck, so I can feel it in my chest, so it stings my fingertips, a reminder of the lingering winter. I stop by the train platform near the Merciless Mart and take the urn out of the backseat. It’s silver and simple, no engravings. I didn’t choose it; Christina did.

→I wouldn’t trust my voice to remain steady if I spoke, so I just smile back, and nod.

→obedient, deferent Abnegation child, and a symbol of my mother’s defiance too, even though I believed she was dead. I hid it under my bed, and the day I decided to leave Abnegation, I put it on my desk so my father could see it, see my strength, and hers.

→where I lived. Zeke, Shauna, Christina, Amar, and George opted to live in the higher floors of the Hancock building, and Caleb and Cara both moved back to the apartments near Millennium Park, but I came here because it was beautiful, and because it was nowhere near either of my old homes.

→I take Evelyn to my apartment just north of the river. It’s on one of the lower floors, but through the abundant windows I can see a wide stretch of buildings. I was one of the first settlers in the new Chicago, so I got to choose

→Evelyn gave me at him, just to be safe. I notice the planes of his skull, showing through his shaved hair, and the jagged path his crooked nose carves down his face.

→They are already there. Johanna isn’t holding a gun, but Marcus is, and he has it trained on Evelyn. I point the gun

→the back. “I hate to say this, but I really need to stop. And . . . you know. Pee.”

→“Control room people said most of them have taken up residence north of the river, near the Hancock building,” Amar says. “Feel like going zip lining?”

→Usually I would try to decide what

→“Don’t ask me any questions about this, because I won’t answer them,” I