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1 " They arrived home again to a most peculiar sight. The small garden at the front of the Banana House had been transformed. A tidal wave of cushions, beanbags, quilts, hearth rugs, and sleeping bags appeared to have swept up the lawn and broken at the wall. From Indigo's window a multicolored rope of knotted bedsheets came snaking out and ended among the cushions. As Micheal and Caddy watched, a mattress emerged and fell to the ground, followed by a rain of pillows." Indigo!" shouted Caddy, jumping out of the car.Indigo's and Rose's heads appeared in the window above." It's all right, Caddy!" Indigo called cheerfully. " We've been doing it all the time you've been gone." " We keep finding more stuff to land on!" added Rose. " Look! "
2 " I love people who play guitars on roofs!" said Rose, hopping along the pavement in one of her sudden happy moods. " Don't you?" " Never knew anyone else who did it!" " Don't you like Tom?" " Of course I do. But I don't know about all the other guitar-on-roof players! They might be really awful people, with just that one good thing about them. Playing guitars on roofs... or bagpipes... Or drums... Sarah would like that, and Saffy could have the bagpipes! Caddy could have a harp.... What about Mum?" " One of those gourds filled with beans!" said Rose at once. " And Daddy could have a grand piano. On a flat roof. With a balcony and pink flowers in pots around the edge! And I'll have a very loud trumpet! What about you?" " I'll just listen," said Indigo. "
3 " For Saffron," it said in shaky old writing on the damaged base, and on the other side, " Saffy's angel." Saffron, picking up the broken fragments one by one, said it didn't matter. She hugged Rose and Indigo and Caddy and Sarah, and said again and again that it didn't matter, it didn't matter at all. "
4 " Saffy could tell by the feel of the darkness that Caddy was awake. She said, " Caddy, how far back can you remember?" " Oh," said Caddy, " ages. I can remember when I could only lie flat. On my back. I can remember how pleased I was when I learned to roll over. "
5 " What made you know so much about all of this?” She didn’t try to come across as angry, just curious. “It’s called American High School. Don’t worry; I’m a pastor’s wife. I speak Pretentious Caddy Women fluently.” She looked up at me questioningly. I knew she didn’t understand my humor but I thought I was hilarious. "
― Anna Aquino
