Carlos’ heart somehow softened when he saw Piggy’s dejected look.

Turning down this little girl would be a dick move. He turned to Debbie and said, “I haven’t eaten yet. Go home and cook.”

Debbie rolled her eyes and snapped, “Okay, and..

Carlos’ face darkened. He even felt a Little wronged. ‘What’s wrong with her? She gave up easy. Is that it, then?”

Kicking those thoughts around his skull, Carlos decided to act. In a feigned sad voice, he told Piggy, “Evelyn, I’m starving. I need to go home and have supper.”

Piggy was cleverer than children her age, and she realized that her mom wasn’t willing to cook for Carlos. She blinked her innocent eyes and pleaded, “Mom, please cook spaghetti for me. I want to eat it.”

Debbie was at a loss whether to cry or to laugh. Her daughter was so sneaky.

She walked towards the building where they lived, saying, “I’m going home to

neck and said

gave her a

“Nice job!”

you said you wanted

A family of three

supper. Piggy

think spaghetti is enough for him,

noodles for him. She opened the fridge and then saw the frozen wontons she made for

some of

took out all of her toys

and kept chatting with

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