Bella and the Voyaging House

Bella and the Voyaging House — page 3
A few moments later he came out with a glass of milk in one hand and a familiar paper bag dangling from the other Vanilla slice or doughnut he said You choose Bella reached for the doughnut She knew Grandad wanted the vanilla slice He always did and she always let him have it pretending that whatever else he’d bought was what she wanted most in the world She took a quick bite then passed the bag back to Grandad His eyes lit up when he saw the vanilla slice but then he frowned Oops Mustn’t forget the fruit You know what your mum’s like I’ll get it Bella went to stand up but Grandad waved a hand No no You sit She heard the fridge door open and close and then he was back peeling the cover off a small dish of sliced apple and watermelon All done see He smiled You are a guest in my house When I am a guest in your house then you can serve me Bella smiled back All right I will Actually Grandad waggled his eyebrows I think you will be serving me cake Cake Bella was puzzled for a moment but then remembered Grandad’s birthday She hadn’t really forgotten of course How could she when Grandad was just about her favourite person in the world and was coming next week for his special birthday sleepover And also when even though she’d been racking her brains for ages she still had no idea what to get him for a present Maybe even two slices Grandad went on Two Bella pretended to be shocked Do you think you’ll be allowed You know what Mum’s like