The children drew a collective breath. It was what they all wanted after all.
The beadle sighed. Honestly, these wretched orphans were so ungrateful. Did they really think it was that easy to feed them on his poor house budget, scraped together every week?
He'd spent hours in the kitchen and had doled out chicken nuggets, French fries, a side order of pizza and three helpings of apple pie to each child. Was there no end to their appetites?
*Picture courtesy of the guardian.co.uk