Flowers in the Attic (Dollanganger 1) - Page 40

at snakes and worms from the way she scowled at that

plate, and Mr. Finicky duplicated his twin's sour

expression of distaste.

Honestly, I felt kind of sorry for Momma, who

had tried so hard to bring us up a really good hot

meal, and messed up her own meal in the process,

making herself look silly in front of the guests, too.

And now those two weren't going to eat anything!

After three hours of complaining, and telling us how

hungry they were! Kids!

The egghead across the way closed his eyes to

savor the delight of having something different:

deliciously prepared food, and not the hasty picnic

junk thrown together in a hurry before six o'clock in

the morning. Although to be fair to the grandmother,

she didn't ever forget us. She must have had to get up

in the dark to beat the chef and the maids into the

kitchen.

Chris then did something that really shocked me.

He knew better than to stab into a huge slice of white

turkey meat and shove the whole slice into his mouth!

What was the matter with him?

"Don't eat like that, Chris. It sets a bad example

for you- know-who."

"They aren't watching me," he said with a

mouthful, "and I'm starving. I've never been so hungry

before in my whole life, and everything tastes so

good."

Daintily, I cut my turkey into small bits, and put

some in my mouth to show the hog across the way

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