rediscertingtoreport.Maybebecausethesqueakingbedspringswerebeginningtoannoyhim,myfatherburstintomyroomandcaughtmeonenight,red-haospeak,althoughIwaspletelyundercover.Herolledhiseyestowardtheceiling.

    "Henry,whatareyoudoing?"

    Istopped.Therewasaniexplanation,whichIcouldnotreveal.

    "DontthinkIdontknow."

    Knowwhat?Iwaoask.

    "Youwillgoblindifyoukeepatit."

    Iblinkedmyeyes.

    HelefttheroomandIrolledover,pressingmyfaceagainstthecoolpillow.Mypowerswerediminishiime.Farsightedness,distancehearing,speedoffoot—allhadvirtuallydisappeared,andmyabilitytomanipulatemyappearancehaddeteriorated.Moreandmore,IwasbeingthehumanIhadwaobe,butinsteadofrejoigiuation,Isaggedintothemattress,hidbehesheets.Ipunchedmypillowandtorturedtheinavaineffetfortable.Anyhopesforpleasuresubsidedalongwithmyere.Inpleasuresplace,araggedlonelinessebbed.Ifeltstuanever-endingchildhood,doomedtolivinguheirtrol,adozensuspiciousscowlseachdayfrommyfalseparents.Intheforest,Ihadtomarktimeandtakemyturnasageling,buttheyearshadseemedlikedays.Intheayofadolesce,thedayswerelikeyears.Andnightscouldbeendless.

    Severalhourslater,Iwokeiandthrewoffthecoingtothewindowtoletinthefreshair,Ispottedoutonthelawn,inthedeadofnight,theredashofacigarette,andpickedoutthedarkfigureofmyfather,staringintothedarkwood,asifwaitingforsomethingtoutfromtheshadowsbetweentrees.Wheuroebaside,Dadlookedupatmyroomandsawmeframedinthewindowpanes,watghim,butheneversaidawordaboutit.松语文学Www.16sy.co