English 5.1 Better Site

The beam of light cut through the dusty air. As Leo searched for the candles, his flashlight bumped against the canvas sheet in the corner. It slipped, revealing a glimpse of copper and bronze.

The rain drummed a steady rhythm against the roof of the old barn. Inside, it smelled of oil, wet wood, and old metal. This was Leo’s favorite place in the world. It was where his grandfather spent his days inventing strange and wonderful machines. english 5.1

"Grandpa," Leo said, placing a small, smooth stone on the table. It was a quartz crystal he had found in the garden. "Is this the heart?" The beam of light cut through the dusty air

Leo watched for ten minutes. The ant never quit. it smelled of oil