By Ernest Hebert
A daring departure from his earlier novels, Mad Boys is a sardonic street tale masterfully mixing gothic and picaresque parts in a full of life social remark.
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I shook my head no. " Nurse Wilder let go of my hands. "His eyes and his lips feed me apple-pie lies to make me swoon and forget my troubles. " "That's because God's grace is already spreading through you. Have a good meal. Get a good night's rest. " Nurse Wilder yawned. She was tired; a few seconds later she was gone. I dug into the tray of food, some kind of meat in gravy, mashed potatoes, salad, carrots, slices of nice soft white bread with pads of margarine. I ate everything. I hadn't realized how hungry I was.
The cover was a plain, Page 6 dull black upon which was a figure silhouetted in white. No details, just the slim shape of a boy running. " The tape was blank. I moved on, out of the cemetery onto a street, hot on my bare feet. Two-story, wood-frame houses crowded together. Lawns. Gardens brimming with vegetables. Hedges. Sandboxes. Shade trees. The weather kindly. Must be late summer. I heard the echo of a scared holler. Somebody had seen me, a kid probably. A minivan approached, slowed; woman inside gave me a funny look; in response I gave her a funny look, or so I think she thought.
An hour later I was awake and alert but still weak. My nurse introduced herself as Nurse Wilder. In her white uniform, white cap that swept down over her ears, and white cape, she looked like a tank in a wedding gown. She held my hand in her own big, dry hands, and she whispered, "As long as you're my patient, I'm going to take good care of you. " She screwed her face up into a fake glower. I knew I was going to like her. My room was on the third floor. It had a television set equipped Page 9 with cable, a bed, a dresser, a bathroom, a window with a view of the tops of pine trees partially blocking distant hills.