At lunchtime, I'm always hungry and ready to eat. Whether I'm in the school cafeteria or in the confines of my own kitchen table nook, I'm never one for small talk when my tummy is growling. To me lunch is about refueling, and I never allow anything to distract me from that crucial task.
Don't believe me? Let me explain. Last Saturday, I took my book and lunch to Pier Park. I was immersed in my novel, reading about a magnificent feast being prepared for the Queen of Moirey when I realized I was getting extremely hungry. I jammed a bookmark between the pages of my book, and opened my lunchbox. As I was pondering whether to start with the cucumber sandwich, the baby carrots, or the little bag of almonds, a high-pitched voice chirped in my left ear.
"Are you going to eat all of that?" said the voice. looked but didn't see anyone. At first, I thought I had imagined the voice and was glad not to be bothered. I bit into my sandwich.
"Can't you spare a nut or two?" said the voice again, and I looked down and saw a wide-eyed chipmunk earnestly addressing me. Now, I know that most people would be shocked to hear a chipmunk speaking English and politely asking for food rather than just snatching it in typical chipmunk fashion. Most people might be so shocked that they would offer their entire lunch or ask that verbal chipmunk for the answers to many of life's puzzling questions. But I am not "most people."
"Here you go," I said, handing over a single almond.
Based on the events and details in the story, which sentence will work best as a conclusion to the story?
O 1. Everyone knows that chipmunks absolutely love to eat nuts.
• 2. The chipmunk ate the nut, thanked me, and scurried away into some nearby bushes.
O 3. With that, I stood up and marched off to find a bench where I could finish my lunch in peace.
• 4. We chatted happily for nearly an hour until I noticed that the chipmunk was beginning to look worried.