Chapter Fifty-Nine: Hunger
A Vickie Story
"Ding!"
The microwave had finished cooking the Hot Pockets that were inside.
Vickie took them out along with a plate from the cupboad. She put the Hot Pocket on the plate and put them both on the counter.
A small, female fist punched through the wall and seized the plate. Vickie gasped as she saw the hand take away the food.
The hand, just happened to belong to one of her daughters.
"Thanks mom!" the girl thanked her mother.
"You're welcome." Vickie said, still amazed.
Hunger eat what hunger want.