flipped(英文版)

第19部分 (第5/7頁)

　his　arms　around　my　father's　chest　and　cried；　“Wobbad！

Yaw　heew！”

“Yes；　I　am；　little　brother。”

I　followed　them　into　the　room　and　saw　that　the　walls　were　covered　in　a　collage　of　puzzles。

They'd　been　glued　directly　to　the　walls　and　even　up　on

the　ceiling！　It　was　cozy　and　fortable；　and　interesting。　I　felt　as　though　I'd　entered　a　quilted

cave。

My　father　held　his　brother　at　arm's　length　and　said；　“And　look　who　I've　brought　along！”

For　a　split　second　David　looked　almost　frightened；　but　then　my　father　said；　“It's　my　daughter；

Julianna。”

David's　face　broke　into　a　smile。　“Ju…weee…an…na！”　he　cried；　then　practically　tackled　me　with　a

hug。

I　thought　I　was　going　to　suffocate。　My　face　was　buried　as　he　squeezed　the　air　out　of　me　and

rocked　from　side　to　side。　Then　with　a　giggle　he　let　go

and　flopped　into　a　chair。　“Is　mooy　bwuf…day！”

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“I　know；　Uncle　David。　Happy　birthday！”

He　giggled　again。　“Fwank　eoow！”

“We　brought　you　a　present；”　my　dad　said　as　he　opened　the　paper　sack。

Before　he　had　it　out；　before　I　saw　the　actual　size；　I　remembered　the　sound　it　had　made　when

I'd　shaken　it　in　the　truck。　Of　course！　I　thought。　A

puzzle。

Uncle　David　guessed　it；　too。　“A　pule？”

“Not　just　a　puzzle；”　my　dad　said　as　he　pulled　it　out　of　the　sack。　“A　puzzle　and　a　pinwheel。”

Dad　had　wrapped　the　puzzle　box　up　in　pretty　blue　paper　and　had　taped　the　red…and…yellow

pinwheel　on　as　a　bow。　Uncle　David　snatched　the

pinwheel　right　off　and　blew。　First　gently；　then　fiercely；　in　great　spitty　bursts。　“Ownge！”　he

cried　between　blows。　“Ownge！”

Very　gently　Dad　took　it　from　him　and　smiled。　“Red　and　yellow　do　make　orange；