"He's in a wheelchair now," Charlie continuedwhen I didn't respond, "so he can't drive anymore, and he offered to sell me histruck cheap."
"What year is it?" I could see from his change of expressionthat this was the questionhe was hoping I wouldn't ask.
"Well, Billy's done a lot of work on the engine — it'sonly a few years old, really."
I hoped he didn't think so little of me as to believe I would give up that easily."When did he buy it?"
"He bought it in 1984, I think."
"Did he buy it new?"
"Well, no. I think it was new in theearly sixties — or late fifties at the earliest," he admitted sheepishly.
"Ch — Dad, I don't really know anything about cars. I wouldn't be able to fix it if anything went wrong, andI couldn't afford amechanic…"
"现在他坐轮椅了,"见我没反应,查理继续说道,"所以开不了车了,他主动提出来要便宜卖给我。"
"哪年的车?"从他脸上表情的变化,我看得出这是个他不希望我问的问题。
"哦,比利已经在发动机上下了大力气了——才几年的车,真的。"
我希望他别太小瞧我了,以为我这么轻易就可以打发:"他什么时候买的?"
"1984年买的,我想是。"
"他是买的新车吗?"
"哦,不是新车。我想是65年以前的新车——最早也是55年以后的,"他不好意思地承认道。
"查——爸爸,车我可真是一窍不通哟。要是出了什么毛病,我自己可不会修,请人修吧,我又请不起。……"
"Really, Bella, the thing runs great.They don't build them like that anymore."
The thing, I thought to myself… it had possibilities — as a nickname, at the very least.
"How cheap is cheap?" After all, that was the part I couldn't compromise on.
"Well, honey, I kind of already boughtit for you. As ahomecoming gift." Charlie peeked sideways at me with a hopeful expression.
Wow. Free.
"You didn't need to do that, Dad. Iwas going to buy myself acar."
"I don't mind. I want you to be happy here."He was looking ahead atthe road when he said this. Charlie wasn't comfortable with expressing his emotions out loud. I inherited that from him.So I was looking straightahead as Iresponded.
"That's really nice, Dad. Thanks. I really appreciate it."No need to add thatmy being happy in Forks isan impossibility. He didn't need to suffer along with me. And I never looked a freetruckin the mouth — or engine.
"Well, now, you're welcome," he mumbled, embarrassed bymy thanks.
We exchanged a few more comments on the weather,which was wet, and thatwas pretty much it forConversation. We stared out the windows in silence.
It was beautiful, of course;Icouldn't deny that. Everythingwas green: the trees, their trunks covered with moss, their branches hangingwith a canopy of it, the ground covered with
"真的,贝拉,那家伙棒着呢。现在再也没人能生产这样的车了。"
那家伙,我思忖道 ……可能有好几种意思——最起码,也是个绰号。
"多便宜算便宜啊?"说到底,这才是我不能妥协的地方。
"噢,宝贝,可以说我已经给你买下了。作为欢迎你回家的礼物。"查理满怀希望地从眼角偷偷瞥了我一眼。
哈,免费.
"您不必这样破费的,爸爸。我本打算自己买一辆的。"
"我不介意。我想让你在这儿过得高兴。"说这话的时候,他两眼盯着前面的路。查理不习惯大声表达自己的感情。在这点上,我完全继承了他。所以我回话的时候,也是两眼盯着正前方。
"那样真的太好了,爸爸。谢谢啦。我真的很感激。"没有必要再来一句:我在福克斯会感到高兴那是不可能的事情。他不必跟我一起遭罪。再说,馈赠之马莫看牙——我这白捡的卡车又哪能嫌它的发动机差呢?
"好啦,不必客气了,"他喃喃道,他让我谢得不好意思了。
我们聊了聊潮湿的天气,这可不是什么可以让人聊个没完的话题。接着,我们默默地看着窗外。
风景当然很漂亮,这一点我不能否认。放眼望去,满眼皆绿:树是绿色的,树干上的苔藓是绿色的,树枝上浓密的树叶是绿色的,地上的蕨类植物也是绿色的。就连从树
ferns. Even the air filtereddown greenly through the leaves.
It was too green — an alien planet.
叶之间滤下的空气,也都染上了一层绿意。
太绿了——简直是另外一个星球。
Chapter One:FIRST SIGHTScene Three: Back home
Eventually we made it to Charlie's. He still lived in the small,two-bedroom house that he'd bought with my mother in the early days of their marriage. Those werethe only kind of days their marriage had — the early ones. There, parked on the street in front ofthe house that never changed, was my new — well, new to me — truck. Itwas a faded redcolor, with big, rounded fendersand a bulbous cab. To my intense surprise, Iloved it. I didn't know if itwould run, but I could see myself in it. Plus, it was one of those solid iron affairs thatnever gets damaged— the kind you see at the sceneof an accident, paintunscratched, surroundedby the pieces of the foreign car it had destroyed.
第一章:初见场景三:回家有感
终于,我们到了查理的家。他还住在那套两居的小房子里,是他跟我妈妈在结婚之初买下来的。他们的婚姻也就仅有那么一段日子——新婚的那几天。在他那一切如昨的房子前面,停着我的新卡车,对了,应该说是对我而言的新卡车。褪了色的红色,圆圆大大的挡泥板,还有一个灯泡形状的驾驶室。大出我意料的是,我竟然很喜欢它。我不知道它开不开得走,但我能从它的身上看到我自己的影子。而且,它是那种结结实实,永远也坏不了的铁疙瘩,就是你在车祸现场看到的那种结实玩意儿:自己身上漆都没蹭掉一点儿,而周围却一片狼藉,全是毁在它手下的外国汽车的碎块儿。
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