Chapter 14
From Dorthy, who is very awkward indeed
"YOU ARE LATE!"
Adam's eardrums rang like bells when Comrade Brother Number One opened the front door of the cabin and very nervously called out, "Coo-ee, we're home!" in that singsong voice Adam's father used to use on Adam's mother sometimes when he was out late came back from the pub knowing he was in trouble.
"Not 'we're at home' with me," came the reply. "Where have you been? I'm starving.
My stomach is like an empty keg.”
Adam had never heard such a voice. It was a woman's voice, but it managed to be both low and high at the same time, like those huge ditches that were supposed to be at the bottom of the ocean, just not quite as wet.
"Ooooooh, I can hear it rumble," said the voice. "Here, you, listen."
A large white hand reac
