17 We're Not in Italy Anymore

Part Two in which Peanut gets out of the frying pan

第二部分 花生逃出生天

17 We're Not in Italy Anymore Tracey Jones walked over to her husband. She stood directly in front of him and raised a hand to move the long, curly hair from in front of his eyes. "Hello, Tracey," he said, smiling. "You have no idea how much I've missed you. He moved to hug her, but Mum stepped backwards. She looked into his eyes as her own filled with tears. After a few seconds, she spoke. "Gary, how could you do it?" she said quietly. "How could you leave your children? How could you leave me?"

17 我们不在意大利了 特蕾西·琼斯走向她的丈夫。 她径直站在他面前，抬手拨开挡在他眼前的长长卷发。 “你好，特蕾西。”他微笑着说。 你根本不知道我有多么想你。 他上前想要拥抱她，可妈妈向后退了一步。 她凝视着他的眼睛，自己的眼眶却蓄满了泪水。 几秒钟之后，她开口说话了。 “加里，你怎么能这么做？” 她轻声说道。 “你怎么能抛下你的孩子们？ 你怎么能抛下我？”

"Tracey, I didn't leave..." Dad began to say, but she turned around and walked away. "I'm going straight back through that door," Mum said. "Milton, are you coming wi—" She stopped herself, suddenly remembering that Mr Stone was somewhat indisposed. "Would love to, Tracey," said the man, his voice shaking with fear, "but, unfortunately, I can't move. These strange people have tied me up!" Oh, that's rich, thought Peanut. What a faker! As if White doesn't know exactly why The Darkness and Table Guy captured him. Peanut's anger was boiling in the pit of her stomach. Mum had to know the truth, and she had to know it right now. Mum began to walk gingerly towards Mr Stone, looking a little afraid. "Wait..." said Peanut. "For what?" asked Mum, looking back at her daughter. Her voice was suddenly sharper. "For me to get tied up, too? Or for your dad to walk out on us a second time? I'd rather not go through that pain again, thank you very much." "But, Mum, Dad didn't leave us!" shouted Peanut. "He was kidnapped and brought here against his will. He's been trapped here." "Trapped!? Oh, poor Dad!" yelled Mum, spinning on her heels to face her daughter. "It must have been terrible for

“特蕾西，我没有抛下……” 爸爸刚想说下去，可她转身就走开了。 “我要立刻从那扇门回去。”妈妈说。 “米尔顿，你要不要跟我……”她停住了，突然想起斯通先生现在动弹不得。 “我也想去啊，特蕾西，”那人说道，声音怕得直发抖，“可是，我没办法动啊。 这些陌生人把我绑起来了！” 呵，真是说得出口，花生心想。 真是个大骗子！ 怀特明明清楚得很，黑暗和桌男为什么要抓他。 花生心里怒火熊熊燃烧。 妈妈必须知道真相，而且现在就得知道。 妈妈小心翼翼地朝斯通先生走去，看起来有点害怕。 “等一下……”花生说。 “等什么？”妈妈回头看向女儿，问道。 她的声音突然变得尖锐起来。 “等我也被绑起来吗？ 还是等你爸爸再一次抛下我们吗？ 我可不想再受一次那种苦了，多谢了。” “可是妈妈，爸爸没有抛下我们！”花生大喊道。 他是被绑架来的，根本不是自愿来的。 他一直被困在这里啊。” “被困住！？ 哦，可怜的爸爸！”妈妈大喊，猛地转身面向女儿。 “这对他来说肯定

him! Italy is such a hellish place, after all. And what exactly was wrong with Mexico, Gary?" She turned to her husband with fire in her eyes. "Too much sunshine for you? Was the ocean not quite turquoise enough? Or did you just get sick of eating all those delicious enchiladas and quesadillas? Maybe you fancied a bit of spaghetti, y'know, just for a change? Oh, PLEASE! Cry me a river!" "Mexico?" said Dad, perplexed. "Who said anything about Mexico?" "But, Mum," said Little-Bit, her bottom lip trembling. "Dad never went to Mexico. And he wasn't living in Italy. We're not in Italy anymore, either. We're in a place called Chroma." "Peanut's right, Mum," said Leo. "Dad didn't leave us. He was taken." "And he was taken by that man!" Peanut shouted, pointing an accusing finger at Mr Stone. "Mum, you have to understand he is not your boss, Mr Stone. He's actually called Mr White, and he's the evil mayor of Chroma!" Peanut wasn't surprised that Stone appeared shocked. Typical manipulative behaviour from the world's most evil man, she thought. Mum, on the other hand, looked completely... Well, Peanut couldn't figure out what Mum's face looked like at that moment. She'd never seen an expression quite like it. "Oh, not you two as well?" said Mum, eyeing Little-Bit and Leo. "Honestly, why can't you three just see the truth for

太惨了！ 毕竟意大利本来就是个糟糕透顶的地方。 再说了，墨西哥到底哪里不好了，加里？” 她转向丈夫，眼睛里都冒着火。 “对你来说阳光太多了是吗？ 大海的蓝不够清澈好看是吗？ 还是说你吃腻了那些美味的墨西哥卷饼和芝士饼？ 会不会是你想吃意大利面了，就想换个口味对吧？ 哦，得了吧！ 别在这假惺惺了！” “墨西哥？”爸爸一脸困惑地说。 “谁提墨西哥了？” “可是妈妈，”小不点说，下嘴唇不停地发抖。 爸爸根本没去过墨西哥。 他也从来没有在意大利住过。 而且我们现在也不在意大利了。 我们现在在一个叫克罗玛的地方。” “花生说得对，妈妈，”利奥说。 爸爸没有抛下我们。 他是被抓走的。” 而且抓他的就是那个男人！” 花生大喊道，伸出手指指责着斯通先生。 “妈妈，你要搞清楚，他不是你的老板斯通先生。 他实际上叫怀特，是克罗玛的邪恶市长！” 看到斯通一脸震惊，花生一点都不惊讶。 这就是世界上最邪恶的家伙的惯用操纵手段，她心想。 可妈妈呢，她看起来完全…… 说真的，花生也看不懂妈妈那时候的表情是什么意思。 她从来没有见过这样的表情。 “哦，怎么你们两个也跟着瞎闹？”妈妈看着小不点和利奥说道。 说实话，为什么你们三个就是看不清

what it is. DAD... LEFT... US." She carefully enunciated each word, leaving a gap between them for dramatic effect. And, Little-Bit, what do you mean we're not in Italy anymore? What is... Chroma? And why on EARTH would you think that Milton is... this Mr White person?!" "Tracey, please give me a chance to explain," said Dad, walking across the room towards her.

事实到底是什么样。 爸爸…… 抛下……我们了。” 她把每个字都说得清清楚楚，每个词之间都停顿，好加重语气。 还有，小不点，你说我们不在意大利了是什么意思？ 到底什么是 克罗玛？ 你到底为什么会觉得米尔顿就是……那个怀特先生呢？！ “特蕾西，求你给我一个解释的机会。”爸爸说着，穿过房间朝她走来。