Chapter 2- Breakfast with the Abernathy's

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I get kissed by the sun
Each morning
Put my feet on a hardwood floor
I get to hear my children laughing
Down the hall through the
Bedroom door
Sometimes I sit on my
Front porch swing
Just soaking up the day
I think to myself, I think to myself
This world is a beautiful place

As Sarah walked down to the kitchen she could smell bacon and eggs being made for breakfast. It was then that she realized how hungry she really was. She took the last couple steps faster than the ones that had come before. She came into the kitchen to find her father standing at the stove. Her father was a tall lean man with jet black shaggy hair and marble blue eyes. He was dressed much like she was with jeans and a nice collared shirt, yet at the moment he was clad in bare feet.

"Good morning, Dad. Mmm, that smells sooo good." Sarah said as she gave her father a hug.

"Good morning, love. 'ow did you sleep? I 'ope you're 'ungry. I made you're favorite." He replied as he returned the hug.

"I slept alright, I guess. And if I wasn't 'ungry earlier, then I am now."

"Well, good! And I'm sure you'll get some rest on the plane." He said as she began to set the table.

I have been blessed
And I feel like I've found my way
I thank God for all I've been given

"Well look who finally decided to join the living!" called a joyous voice from the stairs. She turned to see her brother trying to carry all his bags down at once. Her brother was much the same as her dad except that his hair was blond like hers. He had a very well built chest; from spending many days outside playing sports like the rest of the family, except Meagan, of course, and strong arms. Today he wore a faded pair of blue jeans and a black fitted shirt that read "You're village called, they want their idiot back".

"Oh, hush up, Randy" replied Sarah with a smile "I'll have you know I've been up for about 45 minutes."

"Well, then, excuse me! If I'd have thought you were so sensitive about things like that I wouldn't have said it." said Randy in a joking manner.

"I'm not sensitive. I just wanted you to have your facts straight." Sarah said defensively, yet with a playful tone.

"I see." He replied, sitting down. "So are you ready for the excitement of being stuck on a plane with Meagan for 4 hours, going to a place where you don't know anybody?"

At the end of every day
I have been blessed
With so much more than I deserve
To be here with the ones
That love me
To love them so much it hurts
I have been blessed

"Well, I thought I was ready but now I'm not so sure. You make it sound even more awful than I thought. Although it could be worse, we could be going to England on a muggle plane, which would take way longer." she said thoughtfully "And anyway, you're the one sitting next to her."

"This is true, very true."

"What's true?" asked Meagan as she sauntered into the room, wearing a pink knee-length skirt, a white t-shirt with the words "Yeah I'm spoiled. So what's your point?" sprawled across the top and a pair of flip- flops.

"Oh, nothing. Sarah and I were just trying to decide how you would dress today." Randy said, turning to Sarah "Well, looks like I won. Fork over the dough."

"I'll fork over the dough alright. I'll turn your face into dough, literally. I totally said she'd dress like that first." She said in a playfully threatening tone with a twinkle in her blue eyes.

"I can't believe my own family bets on me!" Meagan exclaimed in shock, looking as though she was about to cry.

"Meagan, it was a joke! Good grief, sometimes I think you should be blonde, not me! There was no bet." Sarah said, not being able to believe her sister's ignorance.

"Oh, well then, just kidding." replied Meagan, trying to cover up her folly.

Across a crowded room,
I know you know what I'm thinking
By the way I look at you
And when we're lying in the quiet and
No words have to be said
I think to myself, I think to myself
This love is a beautiful gift

"Alright, you three! It's time to grow up a little, so we can all eat breakfast in peace." came an annoyed voice from the living room doorway.

"Hey, Corey! How are you? Did you sleep well?" asked Meagan energetically.

" Whoa, I didn't know I was walking onto the set of Twenty Questions. Seriously, someone should put up signs to warn a guy." Corey, the oldest of Sarah's older brothers, said as his eyes returned to normal size after widening at the questions form his sister.

"Ha ha, very funny" Randy replied "And, anyways would you even pay attention if we did put up signs?"

"Um, probably not." Corey replied as he joined the others at the table for breakfast.

I have been blessed
And I feel like I've found my way
I thank God for all I've been given

"So how's the job working for you, Corey?" asked their father as he set breakfast on the table.

"It's alright, I guess. Though there is the beautiful shella with the office across from mine." Corey replied already shoveling eggs onto his plate. "What was her name again? Laurie, I think it was."

"Hey ya'll started without me! Some family I've got." called a voice from the backdoor. It belonged to Sarah's middle brother, Marc. Many people thought that Corey and Marc were the twins of the family not Sarah and Meagan. They both had the same sand colored hair and hazel eyes. "I mean c'mon I was loading up the car. You'd think I get first dibs. Especially after lifting all three, count them THREE, of Meagan's over-stuffed bags into the trunk. I mean, geez, Meagan. You don't have to take your whole room with you."

"You should have seen how much trouble it took for her to get it down to three bags. At one point she had six." Sarah said as he sat down beside her.

"It's not my fault I have so many important things." Meagan said in defense.

They all turned to her and said unanimously "Yes, it is."

"Well, maybe it is, but you still could have made them lighter or smaller with magic." Meagan retorted.

When I'm singing my kids to sleep
When I feel you holding me
I know

"Oh, yeah that's a brilliant idea. I wish I'd have thought of that." Marc said sarcastically. "Oh, wait, I almost forgot. We live in a completely MUGGLE community! It would be a little strange to see your neighbor pointing a stick at some luggage to make them shrink!"

"Blimey, Meagan. You really need to think things through before you speak.' added Randy with a worried look in his eyes.

"Yes, she does, but, Marc, you didn't need to shout." added Sarah.

"You're right, as usual. Meagan, I apologize. Do you forgive me?" Marc said in a humble tone.

"Yes, I do. It's alright. I do need to work on that, don't I?" replied Meagan

They all continued to eat in silence for a few moments before Corey interrupted.

"So that was a mighty fine quidditch match last Saturday, aye?"

"Oh, yeah. It was great especially when…" said Sarah excitedly and the conversation continued.

I have been blessed
And I feel like I've found my way
I thank God for all I've been given