Short Story: Póilín And Sonas Ate Their Breakfasts

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I sat at the table reading the paper at the table as Póilín and Sonas ate their breakfasts. Jack had wanted to make them sleep in the garage, but I had insisted on them sleeping inside with us. Jack had laid the dog beds in the living room, but Sonas had ended up in bed with me. She slept curled into my side with her small head using my arm as a pillow. As I munched on a bowl of cereal I looked through the ads for a part time job around here. There wasn't much beside a waitress at a diner in La Push and a cashier at the grocery store. I almost didn't hear Jack as he came down the hallway. "I told you you're going to school, your not going to work." He glared at and I glared back. "That's way I'm looking at the part time jobs. I can work after school and it will bring a little extra money." Jack's glare softened now. "Sorry." He mumbled and took the seat next to me, pouring …show more content…

Póilín, suí!" I apologized and made Póilín sit before turning to face the boy that I had tripped over. As I looked at the boy I realized he hadn't understood a word I said. "I'm so sorry. I wasn't paying attention." I said and the boys confusion melted from his face as he stood up from his spot on the sand. He was huge! Almost as big a Jack, but with more defined muscle and dark skin. "It's okay, I'm Seth. I don't think I've seen you around here before." He had an easy smile on his face as he held out his hand for me to shake. "I'm Aideen and no, you haven't. My brother and I just moved here two days ago." Seth nodded. "That's cool, you'll be going to school at Forks, right?" I nodded. "Who's this guy?" Seth reached down to pet Póilín, but Póilín let out a growl and showed his teeth as Seth's hand came toward him. I grabbed the boy's hand. "I wouldn't do that. Póilín, ciúin!" Póilín stopped his growling and Seth looked confused again. "What was that?" I chuckled at his confusion. "Póilín, here was trained with Gaelic commands." Seth nodded, but still seemed

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