MY HEART LURCHED when I saw the little girl. Her hair was singed1 to an inch of frizzed, black fuzz sticking out from her scalp. Her eyebrows2 and lashes3 were gone, and her skin looked painfully pink. We approached her bed, which seemed to float under a bower4 of shiny helium balloons.
Molly didn’t look at me or Conklin, but two Chinese women moved aside and a white-haired woman in her seventies with rounded features and sapphire5 blue eyes stood up and introduced herself as Molly’s psychiatrist6, Dr. Olga Matlaga.
The shrink spoke7 to the little girl, saying, “Some police officers are here to see you, sweetheart.”
Molly turned toward me when I said her name, but her eyes were dull, as if the life had been sucked out of her, leaving only a stick-figure representation of a child.
“Have you found Graybeard?” she asked me, her voice whispery and slowed by painkillers8.
I cast a questioning look at Dr. Matlaga, who explained, “Her dog, Graybeard, is missing.”
I told Molly that we would put out an APB for Graybeard and told her what that meant. She nodded soberly and I asked, “Can you tell us what happened in your house?”
The child turned her face toward the window.
“Molly?” Conklin said. He dragged over a chair, sat so that he was at the little girl’s eye level. “Have lots of people been asking you questions?”
Molly reached a hand toward the swinging arm of the table near her bed. Conklin lifted a glass of water, held it so the child could sip9 through the straw.
“We know you’re tired, honey, but if you could just tell the story one more time.”
Molly sighed, said, “I heard Graybeard barking. And then he stopped. I went back to my movie, and a little later I heard voices. My mom and dad always told me not to come downstairs when they had guests.”
“Guests?” Conklin asked patiently. “More than one?”
Molly nodded.
“And they were friends of your parents?”
Molly shrugged10, said, “I only know that one of them carried me out of the fire.”
“Can you tell us what he looked like?”
“He had a nice face, and I think he had blond hair. And he was like Ruben’s age,” Molly said.
“Ruben?”
“My brother, Ruben. He’s in the cafeteria right now, but he goes to Cal Tech. He’s a sophomore11.”
“Had you ever seen this boy before?” I asked.
I felt Dr. Matlaga’s hand at my elbow, signaling me that our time was over.
“I didn’t know him,” Molly said. “I could have been dreaming,” she said, finally fixing her eyes on me. “But in my dream, whoever he was, I know he was an angel.”
She closed her eyes, and tears spilled from under those lashless12 crescents and rolled silently down her cheeks.
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v.浅表烧焦( singe的过去式和过去分词 );(毛发)燎,烧焦尖端[边儿] | |
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n.鞭挞( lash的名词复数 );鞭子;突然猛烈的一击;急速挥动v.鞭打( lash的第三人称单数 );煽动;紧系;怒斥 | |
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n.(车轮的)辐条;轮辐;破坏某人的计划;阻挠某人的行动 v.讲,谈(speak的过去式);说;演说;从某种观点来说 | |
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