The tan-skinned little boy standing there looked very friendly and was kind to his mother but when he saw you he hid behind her skirt. "It's okay, Simon," she said, "She will not hurt you." I asked her if she had anything for me to eat. "I'm very hungry of course" i said "and I don't want to eat a living creature like you or your son there." She brought me a piece of leftover meatloaf. I hate meatloaf, plus, it's so tiny how could it fill me up? But she might turn on me if I refuse it.
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