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“Well…” said Dad and put his cup down. “That’s what I wanted to know, so I can go now.” He hadn’t even finished his coffee. He stood up and I did, too. Then he gave me a big hug, and for a minute I wanted to never let him go.
“Bye, son,” he said. “I’ll try to see you more often.”
“Sure, Dad,” I said. I had learned by now that I couldn’t trust anything he said.
Mom came to the door. Suddenly Dad hugged her, and to my surprise, she hugged him back. Then he turned and ran down the steps. When he reached his rig, he shouted, “Take good care of Bandit.”
I thought of Dad hauling a load of broccoli across the country and all those places in my book of road maps, and I didn’t like to think of Dad alone on that long haul driving all day and most of the night, thinking of Mom.
“Dad, wait!” I yelled and ran to him. “Dad, you keep Bandit. You need him more than I do. Please take him. I don’t have any ways to amuse him.”
Dad smiled at that, and whistled, and Bandit jumped into the cab as if that was what he really wanted to do all this time.
“Bye, Leigh,” Dad said and started the motor. Then he looked out the window and said, “You’re a good kid, Leigh. I’m proud of you, and I’ll try to be a better Dad.” As he drove off, he yelled, “See you around!” and was more the way I had remembered him.
When I went inside, Mom was drinking her coffee and staring into space. I went into my room, shut the door and sat listening to the gas station go ping-ping, ping-ping. Maybe it was broccoli that brought Dad here, but he had come because he really wanted to see us. He had really missed us. I felt sad and a lot better at the same time.
Vocabulary
Abbreviations
Сокращения
A
across
afraid
age
alarm system
alone
along 1)
although
amuse
another
answer 1)
antique
anymore
anything
argument
army
ask
asphalt
attention
author
autograph 1)
avoid
awake
award
B
backwards
bake
bakery
bandanna
bark
bathroom
battery
beard
beauty
bedtime
beg