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本帖最后由 JessiFly 于 2018-8-29 12:46 编辑
<试一试>
Suddenly it began to rain. For a while everyone all looked at the rain out of the window. Jackie took a cigeratte from her bag, and began to smoke.
"But someone wanted Peter Briggs in the kitchen that night. She wanted everyone to see him and listen to him," Inspector Walsh said.
"She...? I don't know," Roger said, and stopped again.
Inspector Walsh came and sat down from the window." Now I'm going to tell you the truth of the event. You wanted Peter Hobbs to came to your house that night, Miss Clarkson. He was very angry about your mother because of the letter. He said: 'I'm going to kill her.' So you wanted everyone to hear the words. Why?"
Jackie's face went white. "It's not true! How about Diane? You found the empty bottle in her bag!"
Diane stood up. "In my bag? Jackie! What do you say?"
"Be quiet, sit down, please," Inspector Walsh said, looked at Jackie.
"That's right, we found the empty bottle in Diane's bag. But how did you know? We didn't tell you."
"You told... before... you told me earlier!"
"No. We found the empty bottle in Diane's room, we told this to you. It was Diane's bag that you said, we didn't tell you. Sergeant Foster wrote it down." Inspector Walsh looked carefully at Jackie. "Long before, you met Tom Briggs, he was the gardener here, you fell in love with him, but your mother didn't like him."
Jackie put her hands on her head. "No! No!"
"I found your old picture—— an old picture—— in Briggs's house. You were younger than now, with very long hair. Last year Tom Briggs came back, you wanted to get him, he also loved you, but he had no money. He wanted the garden for his farm, he wanted money, and he also wanted to get you. But your mother didn't agree. At last, you wanted to kill your mother..."
Jackie stood up, her black eyes were with fear. "You don't know!" She said loudly. "Mom didn't give me anything... so many years. I wanted happiness... with Tom, that's all. I love Tom, he loves me too. But mom didn't agree, always didn't." Then she began to cry, nobody cared about her.
Jackie went out of the house and got on the police car. Inspector Walsh watched her and went slowly to his car. He felt tired and hungry. He stopped and turned back to looked at that house.
"Well," he said to Sergeant Foster, "At last, they got the money: Albert, Roger, Diane. They are rich now. But they will be happy?"
He got on the small car. "Let's go," he said. "I'm hungry, I need a sandwich."
<怦然心动>
爸爸摇着头说,“佩西,这是要干什么?我昨天晚上已经犯了错了。要在这个时间点上惩罚我?”
“这是我们几年前就该做的。”
“佩西,别这样。我知道你对你知道的事情感到抱歉,但一次尴尬的晚餐派对不会解决任何问题!”
妈妈把糖倒在煎饼上,盖上糖盖子,舔着手指,然后死死盯住爸爸的眼睛。“我们要请贝克家来吃晚餐。”
而她没有告诉他的,就是这些。
爸爸深呼吸了一口,叹着气说,“随便你了,佩西。别说我没跟你说过。”他吃了一口土豆煎饼并嘀咕着,“我猜是烧烤?”
“不,瑞克。一次坐着的晚餐。就像你的客户们来的时候一样。”
妈妈注视着他。“我期待你可以表现得像个绅士,就像我一直认为的那样。”
爸爸继续吃着土豆。毫无疑问这样做比跟妈妈吵架要安全点。
利奈特开始吃一整个白色的煎蛋,还有一整个煎饼。
当然,很明显,从她吃的量和动作来看,至少她心情还不错。
外公跟他平时相比吃得很多,我不知道他在想什么。他看起来比一般人更坚定。而我,开始觉得这顿晚餐除了尴尬,应该还会有什么——应该还会有麻烦。那些腐烂的鸡蛋从坟墓里回来,越变越大,越来越臭地萦绕在我脑海里。
当然,外公是知道的,但家里其他人没有一个知道。
晚餐时会变成什么样?我会变成死掉的,油煎的,彻底的一团肉。
之后,我刷牙的时候,想到了朱莉。和她站在一条道上就没人会提起鸡蛋的事了。或者也许我可以以某种方式破坏这次晚餐。让它不会发生。是的,我可以——我停止了刷牙,看着镜子中的自己。不管怎样,我都是个胆小鬼?我吐了一口,转而过去找妈妈。
“什么事,宝贝?”她边刷着锅边问我。“你看起来有心事。”
我检查了两次确保爸爸或利奈特没有潜伏在周围某处,然后小声说,“你可以发誓会保密吗?”
她笑了。“我不明白。”
我等了一会儿。
“什么事情能……”她说,然后看着我,停止了刷锅。“哦,事情真的很严重。”
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