Harry could almost hear his client licking his lips.
“We need the next batch. I have already paid you the amount."
Harry of the Children’s Mercy Home hurried to pacify his client.
“They will be shipped in 3 days."
Martha was feeding the children, fattening them up. Harry stared at them, his mind devising ways to deprive Martha of her share.
A glistening apple outside caught his attention. Harry bit into the luscious fruit and fell down, his face drained of life.
“Have you done it?” hissed the oak.
“Yes.” replied the merciful apple tree. “Now it is Martha’s turn.”
“We need the next batch. I have already paid you the amount."
Harry of the Children’s Mercy Home hurried to pacify his client.
“They will be shipped in 3 days."
Martha was feeding the children, fattening them up. Harry stared at them, his mind devising ways to deprive Martha of her share.
A glistening apple outside caught his attention. Harry bit into the luscious fruit and fell down, his face drained of life.
“Have you done it?” hissed the oak.
“Yes.” replied the merciful apple tree. “Now it is Martha’s turn.”
