There's a Hamster in my Pocket by Franzeska G. Ewart & Helen Bate

Author:Franzeska G. Ewart & Helen Bate
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: MBI
Published: 2011-10-05T04:00:00+00:00

I nodded. “We can sleep in here in sleeping bags,” I said. “With our backs to the Feature Wall. . .”

We watched Kylie’s mum walk down the path. At the gate she paused, bent to examine a rose bush, then shook her head gravely.

“Greenfly,” Kylie explained. “They’re everywhere. Yesterday they decimated her early-flowering chrysanthemums.”

“Can’t she get greenfly spray?” I said. “That’s what Nani uses on her pot plants. Mind you, you’ve got to stay well out of range when she’s at it. . .”

Kylie shook her head. “Mum’s strictly organic,” she said. “No sprays, no slug pellets. She relies totally on ladybirds and frogs.”

She sighed. “Nothing’s going right for her at the moment. Nothing.”

Sadly, we watched Kylie’s mum disappear round the corner. Her back view reminded me of my mum’s back view that morning.

“The noise was atrocious last night,” Kylie went on. “The whole gang was in Sniper’s room, and, honestly, you’d have thought the ceiling was going to cave in.

“Mum went up and asked him what was going on, and he just told her to keep her nose out of things that didn’t concern her. That way, no one would get hurt.”

She turned to me and said, in the saddest voice you could ever imagine, “I just want my mum to be happy, Yosser. And she isn’t.”

That did it. I couldn’t hold back the tears any longer. All of a sudden they just spouted out of me and there I was, holding onto Kylie and weeping buckets and telling her all about the nightmare and the box and everything.

“I was going to give it to you for your mum,” I sobbed. “But it’s cursed, Kylie. Cursed. The pin man said so, and I know it sounds silly, but I believe him, ‘cause everything’s going wrong for everyone. . .”

I was just drawing breath to launch into a list of all the things that had gone wrong since Nani spat on the box, when Kylie hissed, “Look!” and pointed, and there was Sniper, creeping out of the front door with a big bundle under his arm.

“I’ll bet he’s going to hide the murder weapon in the garden,” Kylie whispered, “in case there’s a police raid. That’s what criminals always do. . .”

We watched Sniper flatten himself against the wall and creep round to the back of the house. When he got to the garden gate he dumped what he was carrying, looked around in all directions, stuck two fingers in his mouth and gave three sharp whistles.

“The signal,” Kylie explained, and sure enough, in a couple of seconds Germane and Twista appeared and the three of them slapped one another’s shoulders and banged one another’s knuckles. Then, hooting and shrieking, they disappeared round the back, out of sight.

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