Brain Freeze by Tom Fletcher

Author:Tom Fletcher
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780241334225
Publisher: Penguin Books Ltd
Published: 2017-12-05T16:00:00+00:00

went the trolley as she stopped one room away from Gramps and took a tray inside. Gramps and Past-Me were next up! While Nurse Rita was gone, I risked a peek round the side of the vending machine … and saw something terrible.

On the trolley was Gramps’s tray of roast chicken and broccoli.

‘Yuck! Looks like tree poop,’ joked Gramps, spying the tray from his bed and making Past-Me giggle, but that wasn’t the terrible part. The terrible part was the tub of ice cream.

There was only ONE!

‘That can’t be right!’ I said to myself. ‘There has to be two. There WERE two!’

I remembered it as though it was yesterday. On that very first night Gramps was in the hospital, Nurse Rita had brought in TWO ice creams. TWO! Gramps had given one to me, and we’d sat and shared stories as we enjoyed them.

My heart started racing. Little drops of ice-cold sweat formed on my forehead. What if we didn’t both get an ice cream? What if we didn’t get to share stories tonight? It was THIS night and those TWO ice creams that had started our tradition.

We HAD to get another ice cream!

That’s when my brain butted in with a rather genius idea.

You know, you have an ice-cream van full of the stuff, Brain said.

‘Great idea, Brain!’ I whispered.

I leapt out from my hiding place and sprinted as fast as I could down the slippery hospital corridor. I had to get to the van, pour a tub of ice cream and get it back on the tray before Nurse Rita took it into Gramps and Past-Me.

Now, I’m not sure there’s a world record for the fastest ice cream ever poured, but if there was I would totally have made it into the Guinness Book of Records. I launched myself into the van, grabbed a little tub from the shelf with one hand, pulled the lever with the other and swirled out the quickest vanilla ice cream in history before legging it back to Gramps.

‘Well, enjoy your dinner and I’ll be back to collect the tray later,’ I heard Nurse Rita say as I skidded round the corner. She was backing out of the room next to Gramps’s. I still had time.

I ran, dropped down on my knees and slid the last few metres past the trolley, popping the extra tub of ice cream on to the tray.

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