Selina Finn: A Narrative Fiction

Ruthie ran down the stairs and quickly ate her breakfast. She had toast, pink applesauce, and a poached egg.

I looked away, blushing. Marie broke our awkwardness by blurting, “I love food so much! Don’t you know? Why else would I shine so radiantly?”

2.As we went to the cafeteria Raegan ran over to the bookshelf and reached for a book. She sat down

he was hungry. Valerie got out the dishes and said, "This is how we make

“That's alright, Mr. McClure. I'm just going to fix some flapjacks and sausage this morning. I was able to get some maple syrup while I was in town the other day; it will be a real treat for Henry and the children; you and me too,” she added, almost as an afterthought. She poured herself a cup of coffee and sat down at the table with

t was awkward. Not only was Rosalie's mouth agape, but Edward and Emmett were vampire whispering. I couldn't understand their words, but the movement of their lips was still quite visible.

“Be careful, don’t get burned,” she warned them. “Let me take out the hamantaschens and then we can eat them.” She pulled each hamantash off the baking sheet and placed them on a tray, careful not break the delicate triangular

He started walking away "That's not his name its..." He's gone up the stairs to late to say anything.

Braeden's attention was pulled away from setting the table by a knock at the door. She smiled and set the last plate down before walking to the door. She briefly looked in the mirror by the entrance and straightened her orange floral bowtie, before opening the door with a smile.

“I’M HUNGRY!” Secunda groaned irritably. “When will supper be served, Mother? My stomach is grumbling again.”

"Ouch! Oh! Ow!" and many other things I said as I crashed down one stair after another, after

“Well, Norrie, that’s what I made and so you’ll eat them. I don’t make breakfast just for you, you know.”

Luke rested his head in his hands and fixed his gaze towards the window. Jaylee laid her arms on the table and sighed. She was worried about him. This was the second time she had seen him with a black eye, and she didn't know how to react. He had already snapped at her once, and she didn't want him to snap at her again. Luke hadn't meant to snap on her, he was just highly annoyed and pissed off at that moment.

"We 're gonna need to keep his ribs compressed," Emily lifted his shirt up and felt his side. "There 's no broken ribs. They 're cracked, and I guess it knocked him out." Emily concluded. Everyone let breaths out of relief. Emily took her sweater off and wrapped

Meanwhile, Flossie swept up the broken glass. 'Watch where you tread as there are shards all over the place. And not to worry, Aunt Eliza, we’ll buy you another watch.’