Mirabel looked around, hoping to see some proud and encouraging faces but there was no such thing. "Just like him!"Īgain… There was stunned silence. "I will be a hero!" she beamed proudly of herself. "Yes!" Mirabel stood up and then jumped up on the chair so she could stand tall and proud. Stunned silence as they all looked at Mirabel. "I can be brave and strong! And one day I will protect our town! Just like Tio Bruno!" she yelled the last words and suddenly there was silence. "I can protect people too!" she exclaimed. "Isabela is one of the people who protect us!" Abuela stated. "Do you know how lucky you are that you could always be protected! So few in this world are that lucky!" "What sort of danger we are in?" she asked. "Do you even realize," Abuela huffed finally actually looking at Mirabel. "I'll clean her dress tomorrow morning! That's fine right?" "It was just mud! It can come off!" Mirabel exclaimed. "And you do that by trying to ruin your sister's dress?" Abuela asked sternly and Mirabel cringed all over her body. "Mama says we need to get closer to each other." Mirabel tried innocently. Mirabel pouted and then looked at Isabela across the table, who had a shit eating grin covering her face. "I was lead to believe that you disturbed Isabela's work." Then looked up at Abuela with a forced smile on her face. Then she coughed, the rice suddenly stuck in the wrong through and she coughed loudly as she banged her chest and gasped for breath. "I hear you made quite the trouble in town today." Abuela suddenly spoke out of nowhere causing Mirabel to jump. Mirabel tried to make sure that she was eating correctly and was sitting with a straight back. She tried to take a bit of food for herself. Then slowly they began to eat… Nervously Mirabel looked up at her Abuela next to her. She had directed Mirabel to sit next to her at the table and yet she had yet to even look at Mirabel.Ībuelas's face was in a stern facade, her mouth thin and her eyes ice cold as she looked across the table at dinner while they were all saying their prayers.Ĭlearly, Isabela had ratted Mirabel out…. Mirabel was safe from all of those… But somehow she had forgotten one.
Her father was a big softy, and after showing just one tearful eye and a quivering lip he would let it go. But her punishments would just be something like peeling potatoes or cutting vegetables. Her mother could be frustrated sometimes. But Mirabel also knew that Isabela didn't really have the power that could lead to lasting consequences. Perhaps Mirabel had not been thinking it all the way through when it came to her stunt earlier in the day.
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