和电影明星一起旅行 英文故事(6)
“It’s smelly.”
“Oh. Well, I tried to wash it.”
But he was standing up now, climbing past me to the aisle and rummaging around in the overhead bin. He fell back into his seat dramatically, holding a pump bottle.
“It’s Febreze.”
“Oh, I’ve heard about that.”
“It dries in seconds, taking odor with it. Lift up your arms.”
I lifted my arms, and with great focus he pumped three hard sprays under each sleeve.
“It’s best if you keep your arms out until it dries.”
I held them out. One arm extended into the aisle and the other arm crossed his chest, my hand pressing against the window. It was suddenly obvious how tall I was. Only a very tall woman could shoulder such a wingspan. He stared at my arm in front of his chest for a moment, then he growled and bit it. Then he laughed. I laughed, too, but I did not know what this was, this biting of my arm.
“What was that?”
“That means I like you!”
“O.K.”
“Do you want to bite me?”
“Oh. Well, I tried to wash it.”
But he was standing up now, climbing past me to the aisle and rummaging around in the overhead bin. He fell back into his seat dramatically, holding a pump bottle.
“It’s Febreze.”
“Oh, I’ve heard about that.”
“It dries in seconds, taking odor with it. Lift up your arms.”
I lifted my arms, and with great focus he pumped three hard sprays under each sleeve.
“It’s best if you keep your arms out until it dries.”
I held them out. One arm extended into the aisle and the other arm crossed his chest, my hand pressing against the window. It was suddenly obvious how tall I was. Only a very tall woman could shoulder such a wingspan. He stared at my arm in front of his chest for a moment, then he growled and bit it. Then he laughed. I laughed, too, but I did not know what this was, this biting of my arm.
“What was that?”
“That means I like you!”
“O.K.”
“Do you want to bite me?”
第五人格约瑟夫和卡尔的故事
