One hundred boys start out on The Long Walk. Each must maintain a four-mile-an-hour pace. Fall
below that and you get a warning. Three warnings. There is no fourth warning.
Instead, you get a ticket. But, if after a warning you don't falter for an
hour, it sluffs and resets to zero. They keep on walking until there's just one
Walker left – the winner.
It's the national pastime, so they come from all over, the
walkers do. Texas, New Hampshire, Maine, Louisiana, New Mexico, Washington DC,
Illinois, Arizona, Mississippi, New Jersey. All competing for the big reward –
"The Prize" and the money.
Six previous Long Walks crossed the Maine state line into
New Hampshire, and one (only one) continued on into Massachusetts.
Sixteen-year-old Raymond Garraty (#47) is determined to win this year. Other
Mainers want him to win too, betting on him, taking 12-1 odds. It's a wagering
race, like betting on a steeplechase where all the thoroughbreds save one bite
the dust. In all, more than $2 billion is wagered on the Long Walk.
On and on and on they walk. To Limestone, Caribou, Oldtown,
Freeport, Bangor, Augusta, Lewiston/Auburn, Freeport, Portland, the New
Hampshire border, then on into Massachusetts, the first group of Walkers to
accomplish that feat in 17 years.
The first to go down is a kid named Curley (#7), defeated by
a persistent charley horse. So he gets his ticket, which is a euphemism for
"they shoot him dead." Ewing (#9) is the next to falter, done in by
blisters and "pus in his shoes." Then another, and another, and
another. Garraty and his new-found friends – Peter McVries (#61), Hank Olson
(#70) and Art Baker (#3) – simply stop keeping track.
A rich broth of memories, what- ifs and suppositions helps
while away the mental monotony for the walkers, interrupted occasionally by
tickets being meted out. Like Joe Bonham in Dalton Trumbo's Johnny Got His Gun, or William Golding's
Pincher Martin, they define
themselves with their thoughts.
And how 'bout those helpful hints designed to keep them in
the game? Hint 6: Slow and easy does it. Hint 13: Conserve energy whenever
possible.
They talk to numb the aches and pains – about enemas, sex,
drinking, farting, laxatives, girlfriends ... about dying. Like the prisoners
in George Root's Civil War song, they march. Tramp, tramp, tramp.
What a story. What. A. Story.
Stephen King must drive stickler-English word merchants
crazy. For me, it's his saying "which" when he should be saying
"that," or "further" when he means "farther" (he
does those so frequently that I now tend to overlook it).
Stephen King, writing as Richard Bachman
Penguin Books ($7.99 list)
ISBN-13: 978-1101138182
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