文档介绍：爷爷的双人毛毯
P etey hadn’t really believed that Dad would be sending Granddad away. But here was the blanket that Dad had bought for Granddad. This was the last evening they’d be having together.
Dad was off seeing that girl he was to marry. He would not be back till late, so Petey and Granddad could sit up and talk, with a silver moon riding high.
They washed up the supper dishes and then took their chairs out onto the porch. “I’ll get my fiddle,” said the old man, “and play you some of the old tunes.”
But instead of the fiddle he brought out the blanket. It was a big double blanket, red with black stripes.
“Now, isn’t that a fine blanket!” said the old man, smoothing it over his knees. “And isn’t your father a kind man to be giving the old fellow a blanket like that to go away with? It cost something, it did―look at the wool of it!”
It was like Granddad to be saying that. He was trying to make it easier. He had pretended all along that he wanted to go away to the great brick building―the government place. There he’d be with so many other old fellows, having the best of everything. But Petey hadn
’t believed Dad would really do it, not until this night when he brought home the blanket.
“Oh, yes, it’s a fine blanket,” said Petey. He got up and went into the house. He wasn’t the kind to cry and, besides, he was too old for that. He’d just gone in to fetch Granddad’