Making Predictions Practice 3

Cameron threw the rope into the field. It landed near the creek. Doris did not wait for the rope to land. She darted out into the field and picked up the rope from the ground with her teeth. If she had been a little bit faster, she might have beaten the rope to its landing spot. She brought the rope back to Cameron, released it, and then started barking. Cameron patted Doris on the head and praised her. Then he wound up his arm and threw the rope as hard as he could. The wind must have caught the rope too, because it went farther than Cameron wanted. The rope landed in the middle of the creek...

"You have a pimple on your forehead!" Eric snooted to Katie. Katie snapped back at him, "I do not!" Eric laughed, "Ha ha! You do too, and now that you're turning red, it's easier to see." Katie scowled and then she charged at Eric. Eric knew better than to stand still when Katie charged, so he started running. Katie caught up to him in the living room. Mom had a beautiful antique vase on a large pedestal near the corner. Eric hid behind it. He knew that as long as he could keep running around the pedestal faster than Katie, she could never catch him. Katie yelled, "Take it back!" As she circled around the pedestal, her foot bumped it. The antique vase wobbled. "Your pimple looks really red when you get mad!" said Eric. The vase continued wobbling. Katie charged again. This time she bumped the pedestal with her elbow as she circled it...

"You have to water the tomatoes in the morning, not at midday or night," Veronica told her brother A.J. He nodded, but it didn't really look like he was paying attention. "They need to aspirate water all day, so please water them in the morning," she continued. "Yeah, yeah, water the plants," A.J. said with frustration. Veronica was leaving the country for two weeks. She was counting on A.J. to water her plants. He had been irresponsible in the past, but she was giving him another chance. Gardening was therapeutic and A.J. needed therapy. She hugged him goodbye and then went to the airport. While she was gone, A.J. stopped by the garden once or twice at the start of the first week, and then he lost interest. When Veronica finally returned, the first thing she did was check out her garden. She walked up to the patch and...

Ding! The timer rang. Cassandra pulled the oven door open and the fragrance of hot cherry pie filled the room. Steam was emanating from the surface of the pastry. Cassandra took a deep whiff and said, "Mm..." She then put the pie on the kitchen table to cool and went to knit a hat for her grandson. Her dog Champ must have smelled the pie too. He wandered into the kitchen, put his forelegs on the table, licked his lips...

Tex opened the can of peaches with his knife and cooked them over the fire. He shared them with his buddy Dusky. They told stories of stampedes and bandits until they tired of talking. Tex took off his boots and unrolled his blanket. He didn't mind sleeping under the stars. He put his hat over his face and fell asleep. During the night a scorpion found itself next to Tex. The scorpion was very tired and, unlike Tex, the scorpion did not want to sleep under the stars. He liked small dark places, like Tex's boot. He crawled into the front of Tex's boot and fell asleep. When Tex awoke in the morning, he couldn't wait to get a jump on the day. He put on his hat, clicked on his belt and gun holsters...