Ferris by Dicamillo Kate

Author:Dicamillo, Kate [Dicamillo, Kate]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Childrens, Humour
ISBN: 9781536237375
Amazon: B0CKDZ67NN
Goodreads: 196126055
Publisher: Candlewick Press
Published: 2024-01-01T08:00:00+00:00

That night after supper, Pinky locked herself in her room with her library books. The police report was gone from her door. It had been replaced with a sign that said “Studying. DO NOT DISTURB.”

Ferris thought about knocking on Pinky’s door and telling her that she admired how formidable she had been with Mrs. Atkins. But the sign said “DO NOT DISTURB,” and it was probably a good idea—in general—not to disturb Pinky.

Charisse was in her room playing solitaire on the bed.

“Here,” said Ferris. She held out the yellow lollipop. “I forgot to give you this. Mr. Buoy sent it to you with his regards and his love. That’s what he told me to tell you.”

“Allen Buoy!” Charisse said. She clapped her hands in delight. “Is that man still carrying a torch for me?” She unwrapped the lollipop. “Speaking of torches, what about the chandelier lighting?”

“It’s kind of complicated,” said Ferris. “Billy Jackson is going to help me, and so is Uncle Ted. But I have to tell Mom and Dad about it. I think I’m going to have to get permission.”

“Oh, pooh, permission!” said Charisse. She held out the lollipop and studied it, turning it from side to side. “We must not let ourselves be deterred, Emmaphineas. What I mean by that is: don’t let your mother talk you out of it. She errs on the side of sensibleness, which is not always the best side to err on.”

“Okay,” said Ferris. “I’m going to talk to them now. I’ll let you know how it goes.”

She found her parents on the front porch, sitting together on the porch swing.

Ferris’s mother was reading about the life of Lincoln, and Ferris’s father was reading the J–K volume of the encyclopedia. Part of the reason her father read random volumes of the encyclopedia was that he liked to be surprised; he liked to encounter the unexpected.

Ferris’s mother said that “an appetite for the unexpected” was the Achilles’ heel of all the Wilkeys.

Achilles’ heel was a Mielk vocabulary word.

Even though it was more like a phrase.

It meant a weakness, a vulnerability.

“Hey, Ferris,” said her father when she walked onto the porch. He pushed against the porch floor with one foot so that the swing rocked back and forth gently. He didn’t look up from the encyclopedia.

“Hey,” said Ferris back.

“Hmmm,” said her father. “Who knew?”

“Shhh,” said her mother.

“Fascinating,” said her father. He gave the swing another push.

“Did you need something, Ferris?” said her mother. She turned a page in the Lincoln book.

Ferris stood and looked at her parents.

The crickets were singing.

Billy Jackson had told Ferris once that everything in the whole world made music. The trees made music and the stones made music and so did the flowers and the grass and the grains of sand.

“The whole world is singing all the time, and we don’t even know it.”

That was what Billy Jackson had said.

Ferris took a deep breath. “Charisse wants us to light the old chandelier.”

Her parents both looked up from their books.

“What?” said her mother.

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