Chapter 8
Chapter 8
Shelaidthepieceofcarpetonthekitchencounter,andthetwogirlsheadedoutsidetoplaywiththefamilydogs.
Holly’sdisappointmentovertheincidentdidn’tbecomeevidentuntilthefollowingeveningwhenshecamedownstairstosaygoodnight.“Well,Iguessweknowhowmuchmybestfriendthinksofme,huh,Mom?”Herattemptatacheerfultonefailedcompletely.
Thenextmorning,Icarriedakitchenrubbishbagoutside.MyheartwrenchedasIopenedtherubbishcanandsawSusan’scarpetlyingamongtheotherwasteitems.Hesitatingonlyamoment,Ireachedinandpulleditoutofthecan.Aftergivingitalightbrushing,Ibroughtitintothehouseandputitawayinthehallcloset.Occupiedbythebusinessofdailyliving,thecarpetwassoonforgotten.
BeforeHolly’sbirthday,Susanhadbeenaregularvisitorinourhome.Onseveraloccasions,sherodethebushomewithHollyandwasoneofthefewfriendseverpermittedtostayoveronaschoolnight.Thegirlsdidtheirhomeworktogetherandwenttobedatareasonablehour.NowasIcookedtheeveningmeal,Irealizedithadbeennearlythreeweekssincewe’devenheardthementionofSusan’sname.Imissedherwarmsmileandeager-to-pleaseways.
ThenoiseatthefrontdoortoldmeHollyhadarrivedhomefromschool.“Susaninvitedmetocomeovertoherhouseafterschooltomorrow.”Sheannouncedassheputherbooksdownonthekitchentable.Althoughhervoicecarriedaso-whatattitude,Isensedshewaspleasedbytheinvitation.
Arrangementsweremade,andthegirlsrodehometogetherontheschoolbusthefollowingday.AsItravelledalongthewindingcountryroadthatledtoherhouse,Susantalkednervouslyaboutherfostermom(养母)andtheseventeencatsshehadtakeninandcaredforwithSusan’shelp.
Susanguidedusthroughthehouse.Sheproudlyshowedusherroom,whichwasdecoratedwithusedfurniture.Anoldpictureframe(框架)sittingbesidethebedcontainedpicturesofSusan’sparentsandsiblingsfromwhom,welaterlearned,shehadlongsincebeenseparated.
IfollowedSusan’sfostermom—whointroducedherselfasGlenda—intothekitchen.Afterclearingasmallarea,Glendaplacedacoupleofcupsonthetable.Herhandtrembledslightlyasshepoureduseachacupofsteamingblackcoffee.Shebegantorelaxaswedrankourcoffeeandchattedabouthercats.
HereyesshoneassheshowedherfondnessforSusan. Butherexpressionturnedbluewhenshereferredbrieflytothegirl'spast.
Asday lightbegantofade, we offered our thanks for the visit and said good-bye.
Hollysatquietlyinthecaronthewayhome.Stealingaglance,Inoticedherbackwasstraight.Herheadandshoulderswerethrustforwardasifwillingthecartomovefaster.Nosoonerhadwecometoastopinthedrivewaythanshethrewo
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