"Mary Janice Davidson - Dying For Ice Cream" - читать интересную книгу автора (Davidson Mary Janice)

Austin sighed. "During our tutoring session, he tripped over
his shoelace and fell down two flights of stairs."

The nurse's eyebrowsтАФthe exact thickness and length of
brown caterpillarsтАФarched. "He was tutoring you in a
stairwell?"

"He was trying. I was trying to get away from him. Hey, I
don't learn on my own time, okay?" At the nurse's frown, he
added, "And don't look at me like that, I feel bad enough."

"Sorry," she replied, sounding anything but. "Your tutor's
going to be here for a while, they're running some tests. You'll
have to wait. Might as well fill out these forms while you're
waiting." She handed him a truly intimidating stack of papers.
He tucked them under his arm and swallowed a sigh. There
were few things he hated more than waiting. One of them was
filling out forms. On the other hand, he sort of had this
coming. "Where's the cafeteria?"

The nurse gave him directions, and Austin went to find some
chocolate milk. He took his time. After the cafeteria, he
would have to find a phone and call his father. While his dad
was a reasonable man, he'd insist on hearing the whole story,
and Austin wanted to keep the news of his impending F in
English to himself as long as possible.

Also, it was very important to get the heck away from that
waiting room. The noise was bad enough, but he felt like a
bugturd because Langenfeld was hurt. Maybe he should have
tried harder to catch the kid, rather than concentrating on
getting the hell out of the way of the falling body.

It's not like he couldn't have caught him. Langenfeld was
clumsy and tripped over something on a daily basisтАФusually
more than onceтАФbut Austin had the reflexes of a cat. Not
just an ordinary house cat, either.

"Hey, kid, watch out for my cart!"

He felt a double-thud and then a dull pain in his left foot. He
looked down, surprised to see a meds cart, pushed by a
candy striper, had just rolled over his foot.

"Sorry."

Now where was he? Right, right, reflexes like a cat. One of
those big jungle cats, like the kind they showed on the
Discovery Channel. And he didn't just have good reflexes, he
had a knack of knowing something was going to happenтАФ