Flock

"Sister Almon!"

"Sister Almon!"

In a shack with a low-ceiling, the female robber, Almon, was holding onto a bamboo basket with a kind smile on her face.

After greeting her, a bunch of children surrounded her and looked at the basket which was steaming and gave off a nice aroma, they swallowed their saliva furiously.

"Come, let's eat!" Almon smiled while she pulled away the white cloth to reveal the soft and delicious white bread, jam… and even half a turkey.

"Oh!"

The other filthy children cheered together.

"Rayne, pass the food down. Little Peter's been ill recently and can't go out as he's very weak. He needs to eat more…"