1 The Ice Cream Thief

WIND RIDERS RESCUE ON TURTLE BEACH WIND RIDER WRITTEN BY JEN MARLIN ILLUSTRATED BY IZZY BURTON

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Chapter 1 The Ice Cream Thief "Ready?" called Grandpa as he picked up the cooler from the back of the truck. Max gazed at the ocean waves, which sparkled in the afternoon sun. He felt a shiver of excitement. "I'm always ready!" he called, rolling up his hoodie sleeves

“准备好了吗？”爷爷一边从卡车后面拿起冷藏箱一边叫道。 马克斯凝视着在午后阳光下闪闪发光的海浪。 他兴奋得打了个寒颤。 “我随时准备好了！”他喊道，卷起了连帽衫的袖子

as he followed Grandpa toward the boats lined up along the dock. The marina was bustling. It seemed as if everyone in Starry Bay was out and about this sunny afternoon. Kids crowded around the ice cream stand, and families dotted the beach, their bright towels and umbrellas everywhere. Max spotted a dark-haired girl licking an ice cream cone. He thought of the ice cream sandwiches he and Grandpa had in the cooler, and his mouth watered. The girl was shading her eyes, studying something in the water. But what? Max glanced at the waves but didn't see anything. As he followed his grandfather onto the dock, he felt the familiar wobble of the boards beneath his feet. The smell of seawater brought a smile to his face. Grandpa led the way toward his fishing boat, which gleamed in the golden sunlight.

他跟着爷爷走向码头上一排排的船。 码头上熙熙攘攘。在这个阳光明媚的下午，似乎星空湾的每个人都外出走动了。 孩子们挤在冰淇淋摊周围，海滩上到处都是家庭，到处都是鲜艳的毛巾和雨伞。 麦克斯发现一个黑发女孩正在舔冰淇淋蛋筒。 他想起了他和爷爷在冰箱里吃的冰淇淋三明治，不禁流口水。 女孩用手遮着眼睛，打量着水中的什么东西。 但是什么?马克斯瞥了一眼海浪，但什么也没看见。 当他跟着祖父走上码头时，他感到脚下的木板在晃动。 海水的味道使他的脸上露出了笑容。 爷爷带路向他的渔船走去，渔船在金色的阳光下闪闪发光。

"Hello, old girl," he said. As a retired fisher, Grandpa had spent more of his life on that boat than on dry land. He patted the hull as he stepped aboard. Max was about to step on board, too, when he heard a yelp. He and Grandpa turned around just in time to see the girl with the ice cream cone dodging a seagull. The bird swooped low, darted toward the cone, and snatched it right out of the girl's hand.

“你好，老姑娘，”他说。 作为一名退休的渔民，爷爷一生中在船上度过的时间比在陆地上度过的时间要多。 他上船时拍了拍船身。 麦克斯也正要上车，这时他听到了一声尖叫。 他和爷爷转过身来，正好看到那个拿着冰淇淋筒的女孩在躲避一只海鸥。 那只鸟俯冲下来，向圆锥体飞去，从女孩手中把圆锥体抢走了。

"Hey!" she hollered. "That's mine!" Grandpa shook his head. "Pesky seagulls."

“嘿！”她喊道。“那是我的!”爷爷摇了摇头。 “讨厌的海鸥。”

When the girl's shoulders slumped, Max eyed Grandpa's cooler. "Can I share an ice cream sandwich with her, Grandpa?" he asked. Grandpa's eyes crinkled up. "Good idea," he said. "I need to wipe the boat down anyway. But don't be too long. When the tide starts rolling..."

当女孩的肩膀耷拉下来时，麦克斯盯着爷爷的冷藏箱。 “爷爷，我能和她一起吃一个冰淇淋三明治吗？” 爷爷的眼睛皱了起来。 “好主意，”他说。“反正我得把船擦干净。 但是不要太久。当潮水开始翻滚……”