Of all the places in all the world, he had to find the guy at Beth's place. What were the
odds1 on that? Pretty damn small, that's for sure. He hated that guy. No, scratch that. He wanted to destroy the guy. Not only because of the whole stealing-the-camera-and-flattening-his-tires thing, though that was definitely
worthy2 of a little time locked in the jail alongside a couple of violent meth-amphetamine
addicts3. And it wasn't because Thigh-bolt had him over a barrel with the camera disk. It was because the guy, the same guy who'd played him once, had made him look like a quivering jellyfish in front of Beth. If I were you, I'd let go of her arm had been bad enough. But after that? Oh, that's where the guy went seriously wrong. Right now. … I think you'd better go… All spoken in that serious, steady, don't-piss-me-off tone of voice that Clayton himself used °n criminals. And he'd actually done it, slinking away like some stray dog with his tail between his legs, which made the whole thing worse. Normally, he wouldn't have put up with that for a second, even with Beth and Ben around. No one gave him orders and got away with it, and he would have made it
perfectly4 clear that the guy had just made the biggest mistake of his life. But he couldn't! That was the thing. He couldn't. Not with Cujo around, eyeballing his crotch like it was an
appetizer5 at the Sunday
buffet6. In the dark, the thing actually looked like a rabid wolf, and all he could do was remember the stories Kenny Moore told him about Panther. What the hell was he doing with Beth, anyway? How did that come about? It was like some sort of evil cosmic plan to ruin what had been for the most part a pretty crappy day—starting with mopey,
moody7 Ben showing up at noon and complaining straight off about having to take out the garbage. He was a patient guy, but he was tired of the kid's attitude. Real tired of it, which was why he hadn't let Ben stop at just the garbage. He'd had the kid clean the kitchen and the bathrooms, too, thinking it would show him how the real world worked, where having a
halfway8 decent attitude actually mattered. Power of positive thinking and all that. And besides, everyone knew that while mamas did the spoiling, dads were supposed to teach kids that nothing in life was free, right? And the kid did real well with the cleaning, like he always did, so for Clayton the whole thing was over and done with. It was time for a break, so he took Ben outside to play catch. What kid wouldn't want to play catch with his dad on a beautiful Saturday afternoon? Ben. That's who. I'm tired. It's realty hot, Dad. Do we have to? One stupid complaint after the other until they finally get outside, and then the kid shuts up tighter than a
clam9 and won't say a thing. Worse, no matter how many times Clayton told him to watch the damn ball, the kid kept missing it because he wasn't even trying. Doing it on purpose, no doubt. But would he run to the ball after he missed it? Of course not. Not his kid. His kid is too busy sulking about the unfairness of it all while playing catch like a blind man. In the end, it pissed him off. He was trying to have a good time with his son, but his son was working against him, and yeah, okay, maybe he did throw the ball a little hard that last time. But what happened next wasn't his fault. If the kid had been paying attention, the ball wouldn't have ricocheted off his glove and Ben wouldn't have ended up screaming like a baby, like he was dying or something. Like he was the only kid in the history of the world to get a shiner playing ball. But all that was beside the point. The kid got hurt. It wasn't serious, and the
bruises10 would be gone in a couple of weeks. In a year, Ben would either forget it completely or
brag11 to his friends about the time he got a shiner playing ball. Beth, on the other hand, would never forget. She'd carry that
grudge12 around inside her for a long, long time, even if it had been
mote13 Ben's fault than his. She didn't understand the simple fact that all boys remembered their sports injuries with pride. He'd known Beth would overreact tonight, but he didn't necessarily blame her for it. That's what mothers did, and Clayton had been prepared for that. He thought he'd handled the whole thing pretty well, right up until the end, when he'd seen the guy with the dog sitting on the porch like he owned the place. Logan Thigh-bolt. He remembered the name right off, of course. He'd searched for the guy for a few days without luck and had pretty much put it behind him when he figured the guy had left town. No way some dude and his dog couldn't be noticed, right? Which was why he'd eventually stopped asking folks whether they'd seen him. Stupid. But what to do now? What was he going to do about this … new turn of events? He'd deal with Logan Thigh-bolt, that much was certain, and he wasn't about to be caught off guard again. Which meant that before he did anything, he needed information. Where the guy lived, where the guy worked, where he liked to hang out. Where he could find the guy alone. Harder than it sounded, especially with the dog. He had the funny feeling Thigh-bolt and the dog were seldom, if ever, separated. But he'd figure out what to do about that, too. Obviously, he needed to know what was going on with Beth and Thigh-bolt. He hadn't heard about her seeing anyone since Adam the dork. It was hard to believe that Beth could be seeing Thigh-bolt, considering the fact that he always heard what Beth was up to.
Frankly14, he couldn't imagine what she'd see in some-one like Thigh-bolt in the first place. She'd gone to college; the last thing she wanted in her life was some drifter who rolled into town. The guy didn't even have a car. But Thigh-bolt had been with her on a Saturday night, and that obviously counted for something. Somewhere, something didn't make sense. He pondered it, wondering if the guy worked there… Either way, he'd figure it out, and when he did, he'd deal with it, and Mr. Logan Thigh-bolt would find himself hating the day he'd ever showed up in Clayton's town.
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odds
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n.让步,机率,可能性,比率;胜败优劣之别 |
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- The odds are 5 to 1 that she will win.她获胜的机会是五比一。
- Do you know the odds of winning the lottery once?你知道赢得一次彩票的几率多大吗?
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worthy
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adj.(of)值得的,配得上的;有价值的 |
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- I did not esteem him to be worthy of trust.我认为他不值得信赖。
- There occurred nothing that was worthy to be mentioned.没有值得一提的事发生。
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addicts
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有…瘾的人( addict的名词复数 ); 入迷的人 |
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- a unit for rehabilitating drug addicts 帮助吸毒者恢复正常生活的机构
- There is counseling to help Internet addicts?even online. 有咨询机构帮助网络沉迷者。 来自超越目标英语 第3册
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perfectly
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adv.完美地,无可非议地,彻底地 |
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- The witnesses were each perfectly certain of what they said.证人们个个对自己所说的话十分肯定。
- Everything that we're doing is all perfectly above board.我们做的每件事情都是光明正大的。
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appetizer
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n.小吃,开胃品 |
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- We served some crackers and cheese as an appetizer.我们上了些饼干和奶酪作为开胃品。
- I would like a cucumber salad for an appetizer.我要一份黄瓜沙拉作开胃菜。
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buffet
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n.自助餐;饮食柜台;餐台 |
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- Are you having a sit-down meal or a buffet at the wedding?你想在婚礼中摆桌宴还是搞自助餐?
- Could you tell me what specialties you have for the buffet?你能告诉我你们的自助餐有什么特色菜吗?
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moody
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adj.心情不稳的,易怒的,喜怒无常的 |
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- He relapsed into a moody silence.他又重新陷于忧郁的沉默中。
- I'd never marry that girl.She's so moody.我决不会和那女孩结婚的。她太易怒了。
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halfway
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adj.中途的,不彻底的,部分的;adv.半路地,在中途,在半途 |
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- We had got only halfway when it began to get dark.走到半路,天就黑了。
- In study the worst danger is give up halfway.在学习上,最忌讳的是有始无终。
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clam
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n.蛤,蛤肉 |
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- Yup!I also like clam soup and sea cucumbers.对呀!我还喜欢蛤仔汤和海参。
- The barnacle and the clam are two examples of filter feeders.藤壶和蛤类是滤过觅食者的两种例子。
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bruises
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n.瘀伤,伤痕,擦伤( bruise的名词复数 ) |
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- He was covered with bruises after falling off his bicycle. 他从自行车上摔了下来,摔得浑身伤痕。 来自《简明英汉词典》
- The pear had bruises of dark spots. 这个梨子有碰伤的黑斑。 来自《简明英汉词典》
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brag
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v./n.吹牛,自夸;adj.第一流的 |
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- He made brag of his skill.他夸耀自己技术高明。
- His wealth is his brag.他夸张他的财富。
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grudge
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n.不满,怨恨,妒嫉;vt.勉强给,不情愿做 |
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- I grudge paying so much for such inferior goods.我不愿花这么多钱买次品。
- I do not grudge him his success.我不嫉妒他的成功。
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mote
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n.微粒;斑点 |
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- Seeing the mote in one's neighbor's eye,but not the beam in one's own.能看见别人眼里的尘埃,看不见自己眼里的木头。
- The small mote on her forehead distinguishes her from her twin sister.她额头上的这个小斑点是她与其双胞胎妹妹的区别。
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frankly
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adv.坦白地,直率地;坦率地说 |
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- To speak frankly, I don't like the idea at all.老实说,我一点也不赞成这个主意。
- Frankly speaking, I'm not opposed to reform.坦率地说,我不反对改革。
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