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Worthy

His huge hand grabbed a ladle. He used it to stir the boiling pot, bubbling and smoke rising up as he took the lid. His other hand went to reach a bowl filled with sliced chunks of broccoli and potatoes.

Sitting on the table were Emory and Cressida. Their bright green eyes followed his every movement, both are waiting for the stew to cook.

“How much longer?” Emory said, she caressed her stomach, she can feel it grumbling.

It was their first meal of the day. For some days, they do have a lot of food provided by their uncle Edgar. But today, and the day before, he had gone home empty-handed. Seems like there aren’t many sources for him to fetch them some food.

“I am yet to find a new place for us, where there are enough food to fill our stomach,” Edgar said to them the other day.

The twins cannot do anything. They are still small to even get their own food. And so, all they do is wait for their uncle to return and they do so sometimes with a grumbling stomach.

“Three minutes,” Ed
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