Book1:TeDream-Maker
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eher’sextremeanddespairingdition，herheartwasfilledwithonlyloveandnottheslightestvestigeofhate． 13 "IfIremembercorrectly，it’syourtwenty-firstbirthdaytoday,Laverne，AmIright?" "Yes，mom，itis.” "Happybirthday，mydear．I’msosorrythatwearenotabletocelebrateitforyouwithpresents，abirthdaycakeandaparty．Orary，thewholefamilyhasbeenaheavyburdenonyou.”Laverne’seyesfilledwithtearsandshereplied, "Saynomore,mom．We’reafamily．It’sverystuffyinyourroom．Dad’soutinthebackyard．Wouldyoulikemetopushyoutheretooforsomefreshair?" "Thatwouldbenice.”LaverlypushedMrs．JohnsoothegardeoMr．Johnson’schair． Laverne’sslenderfigurecouldbeseelymovingaroundi，preparingdinner．Fromthewindowwhichlookedoutonthebackyard,shecouldseetheoldcouple，bothsmotedownharshlybythesamefate，yetstillfullofloveandpassion．Mr．Johnsonwasfeedinghiswifeslicesofappledippedinmayonnaise，herfavoritesnack．Hewasaverypassionateman,whotookcareofhiswife，the"speakingdeadbody"withoutanypints．Therewasnoexpnationforthatexceptloveandrespeanlife．WheLavernelookedagain，shesawMr．Johnsonhadputawoolenhiswife’shead，wheremedicationhadcausedgreatlossofhair．Mrs．Johnsonhadfallenasleepandyuhetree，caressedbytheeveningbreeze．Shesleptonwithanaive，infant-likesmileonherface．Perhapsshewasthinkingofherfirsthappydayonthisearth,thedayshewasborn． Freshoutoftheshower，Marksatbythedie，hiswethairlypartedandbed．Hisrotundbodyandchubbycheeksgavehimthelookofadocile,rownboy．HisrgerollingeyesfollowedLaverne’severymovementandhissimplemiobestrugglingwithsomeperplexingproblem．Laverne’sheartwaswiththeoldcoupleinthegarden．Shelovedthemandwaswillingtogivethemherall，althoughshewasnobloodretiohappytakingcareofthem，eventhoughshewasnotamemberofthefamily．Walkingtowardsthedie，shepattedMark’scheeksandsaid， "WhatareyouthinkingofMarkyboy?" "I’mthinkingaboutamathematicalproblem.” "youtellmeaboutit?" 13 "Youtaughtmetenfingersaoesmaketwenty.” "Right．Tenandtewenty.” "Foryouitmayberight,butforme,it’swrong.” "Howso?tyersandtoes．Doyouhavemorethay?" "Forme，tenandtewenty-one.”Unzippinghimself,hepulledouthispenisandsaid，"Addthisoneandyougettwenty-one!"Laverneblushedredasabeetatthisbtantimpertinence．ShefeltMarkwasbeingdeliberatelyimpertiandrudetoher，butshecouldnotbelievehissimplemindcapableofsuchduplicity． "Imustcookdinnerandhavenotimetuewithyou．Putitbatoyourpants．I’vetoldyoutimeandagaiotakeitoutinfrontofpeople．Ifyoudon’tlistentome，Iwon’tpywithyouanymore.”Withthat，Laverurnedherbaaaboutherwork．Sheghimowicesurreptitiouslyandcatedtofindheshowednotrabarrassmentatherrebuff．Hewasstillhisnormalsimpleself．Toher，itsighathisoutbreakwasuional． "Iheardmomsayit’syourbirthdaytoday.” "Yes,itis．Doyouhaveasforme?" "Ofcourse．Thatmelhthomewasforyou.”Laverouchedthatherememberedherbirthdayandthoughtitwouldbeoshareitwithsomeone． "Mark，willyougetthemelonoutoftherefrigeratorandputitoableforme,please?"Markeagerlyjumpeddownfromhisseatandcarriedoutherorders．Laverookoutalongknifeandtothewatermelon．Tohe