Goldie: A Narrative Fiction

After coming back to his mothers house for a second time he does not deny him, him staying over she fears that without her he will end up homeless or dead.

him to leave and his face changes to a grin as he races out of the

Even though he is closer to her (in a geographically sense) she is not yet aware of his desires or even his presence.

It was a bit awkward trying to slip the dress back on with her skin so wet, and as soon as it was on fully, she began to soak through the under-most layer. But she kept a sweet smile on her face and ignored how the breeze made goosebumps rise across her skin. She would be happy to get to her new home, enjoy the warmth of the hearth and the taste of a hearty meal. She lost herself in her day dreams for a few moments, "Oh." She seemed alarmed as Walt's words brought her back from her own mind. "Oh, oh, I see." Goldie bobbed her head, acknowledging his words. "I'll apologize still. I did say I would help him make dinner!"

Red light, bright as the midday sun, flared into existence. It began to flicker and waver. Small tongues of flame spread their reach, jumping from the floor onto the nearby curtains. It began to pick up the pace as it consumed more and more like a starving creature. In seconds, it had spread to all the curtains that spanned across the room-length window. Smoke filled the air, giving the walls a fine layer of ash and soot. In the bed opposite the window, a girl rested her head. Her eyes flashed open as she breathed in the heavy tang.

“I’ll try to get in first,” he explained. “I’m on good terms with some of the residents here.” He knocked on the door a few times, and then began to call. “Dodi? Graverobber? Tessa? Anyone?”

“You don’t understand, Hitler is coming here, and I need to tell the others.” She gushingly reveals dashing promptly across the street, darting into a hallway as the searching spotlight narrowly misses her.

“Excuse me,” she turned her head to what I think is the secretary, “Can you call over Mrs.Nixon and her daughter.” We talked about the state of

As he gets closer to her she turns around and stabs him and he falls to the

"Yes, I know sweetie thats why I'm running!" She turned toward him grabbing his hand as he stopped to look around the room. "Come on!" she yelled, throwing open the doors to reveal that they were parralel to the ground. They crawled out snapping the doors shut behind

I just arrived at the goldfield one week ago. Everything is going perfectly. I have already found a lot of gold because I have the richest and wealthiest mine by far. Father, your large amount of money that you lent to me has helped me buy the best food, travel on the best stagecoaches, buy the best tools and have the best mine. Even though I had the best stagecoach all to myself, the journey was still rough, the water was still not clean and the food not fresh. It took seven days to travel to hill end because we had to keep stopping to change horses and give them a rest. The weather up here is freezing cold in the morning and late night, but okay during midday.

I pushed my lower jaw up off my chest and nodded at him. “Who was

Mouth opening ever so slightly, she was overcome with another bout of queasiness and shot to her side, heaving up another revolting mess of warm, thick blood. The makeshift bed she was lying on was somewhat comforting despite the full scale of her symptoms.

" The two men looked at each other, then raised their gazes to the two girls. Josh placed a finger at his lip, and motioned for them to stay silent. "Let's ask her."

"Oh I was worried sick, where on earth were you?" Vince asks rushing into the room a frightened Gia in his arm. Benny soon came in after that and pulled me into a bone crushing hug asking me a million questions.