Videvik(kogu raamat Inglise keeles)
Those were the only kind of days their marriage
had -- the
early ones. There, parked on the street in front of the house that never changed, was my new --
well,
new to me -- truck. It was a faded red color, with big, rounded fenders and a bulbous cab. To my
intense surprise, I loved it. I didn't know if it would run, but I could see myself in it. Plus, it was
one of
those solid iron affairs that never gets damaged -- the kind you see at the scene of an accident,
paint
unscratched, surrounded by the pieces of the foreign car it had destroyed.
"Wow, Dad, I love it! Thanks!" Now my horrific day tomorrow would be just that much less
dreadful. I
wouldn't be faced with the choice of either walking two miles in the rain to school or accepting a
ride in
the Chief's cruiser.
"I'm glad you like it," Charlie said gruffly, embarrassed again.
It took only one trip to get all my stuff upstairs. I got the west bedroom that faced out over the
front yard.
annaabi.ee 
