บท 79: Where Did You Come From?

"Mama!" A joyous voice rang out. A little girl stormed out of her meager wooden hut and embraced her mother. The mother smiled at her, patting her head a few times before the two headed inside. There home was small, there were no rooms but an open space that was of a circle. There was a thin cloth on the floor, it was there bed. The little girl sat on the middle and waved her hands. Her mother was bring with her a sack full of potatoes. She unloaded everything onto the floor and the little girl lunged at the pile.

She grabbed one of the potatoes and tried to bite a chunk off it. Her jaw was too weak, her teeth too little and too few. The hard potato was like iron to her, she couldn't bite it. Her jagged and blackened teeth did not dissuade her from smiling always, she still smiled at her mother after the ordeal and waited for her to boil them.