Bingo Brown, Gypsy Lover by Betsy Byars

Author:Betsy Byars [Byars, Betsy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 978-1-4532-9413-0
Publisher: Open Road
Published: 2013-01-02T17:00:00+00:00

At a Darkened Window

“GOOD NIGHT, HARRISON.”

“Good night, Grammy. Thanks for the ride.”

“You are more than welcome. I’ll talk to you tomorrow.”

Bingo got out of the car and shut the door. He started up the walkway and then stopped. Bingo had just seen something he didn’t like.

At the side of the house, at Bingo’s window, there was a menacing figure. The menacing figure was beating his fist on the side of the house.

Behind him, his grandmother’s Honda drove away, but Bingo continued to stand in place. He didn’t even bother waving at the car as he usually did.

The figure had a familiar menacing look. And the cries from the figure had a familiar menacing sound. “Hey, Worm Brain!”

Bingo straightened his shoulders. He had never seen Wentworth from this view. He had only seen Wentworth’s face, framed in the window.

Seeing it from here, Bingo realized what a serious breach of etiquette, to say nothing of manliness, it was. He was incensed by it. This was one menacing figure that was going to regret menacing.

Bingo started forward. The lights from the Wentworths’ Christmas decorations, blinking on and off, lit the way.

Bingo’s steps were quick but quiet, and he closed the distance between himself and Wentworth without a sound.

“What are you doing?” he asked. His quiet voice seemed to crackle with just the right mixture of authority and outrage, creating electricity in the still night.

Billy Wentworth swung around. His arms were up, stiffened into dangerous weapons, ready to deliver something, Bingo knew, they had been wanting to deliver for years. His mouth was pulled back in a snarl.

Bingo stood firm, arms at his sides.

“Don’t do that!” Wentworth said. “I thought you had better sense than to sneak up on me. Don’t ever sneak up on me! That’s a good way to get your head chopped off! Man, I’ve had karate!”

“And breaking into people’s windows,” Bingo went on, all authority now, “is a good way to get arrested.”

“I was knocking on your window, not breaking in, Worm Brain.”

“So you say.”

They looked at each other. It was Wentworth who began to sag first. “I’m in trouble, Bingo.” The use of the name Bingo rather than the usual Worm Brain told Bingo the trouble must be serious.

“What’d you do?”

“Remember I asked you if you thought Cici was going to give me something for Christmas?”

“Yes, and I said I thought she wasn’t because she couldn’t stand the sight of you.” Not only was Bingo not going to flinch from a karate chop, he also had no intention of flinching from the truth.

“Yes, you do remember.” Billy Wentworth swallowed. “But I couldn’t get it off my mind. I wanted her to give me something. I wanted to see what it would be. I never got anything from a girl before.”

Bingo was glad he was not in that bleak position. He had gotten many, many—well, actually he had only gotten one, but it was the kind of extraordinary gift that left him with the feeling that girls had been showering him with gifts for years.

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