“My mama we’re a great lover of the romances. We all have such names - my little brother is Gavroche, and my sister is Azelma. Such long names with our surname - our real one. But I have had lots of names since Pa took up thieving and that.”
She chuckles darkly, almost immediately relaxing.
“You mean you can come as you like and eat? You can eat anything? Oh!” She looks longingly at the soft bread rolls and the butter.
“May I have one? Or an apple? Just an apple?”
She clanks over to the table and slides into a seat. Carefully, she picks an apple and bites into it. That first squirt of juice across her tongue is like ambrosia, and she closes her eyes in bliss.
“Coraline. It is so delicious. The nicest I’ve ever had! Gosh, it’s been so long.” She hastily crunches the apple, almost afraid it’ll be taken away from her if someone else sees. She slurps the juice, licks her hands and crunches it all, from stem to seed.
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She chuckles darkly, almost immediately relaxing.
“You mean you can come as you like and eat? You can eat anything? Oh!”
She looks longingly at the soft bread rolls and the butter.
“May I have one? Or an apple? Just an apple?”
She clanks over to the table and slides into a seat. Carefully, she picks an apple and bites into it. That first squirt of juice across her tongue is like ambrosia, and she closes her eyes in bliss.
“Coraline. It is so delicious. The nicest I’ve ever had! Gosh, it’s been so long.”
She hastily crunches the apple, almost afraid it’ll be taken away from her if someone else sees. She slurps the juice, licks her hands and crunches it all, from stem to seed.