Seeing Harold in such a miserable state, Hannah could not help but shed tears and said, “Harold, I’m sorry but my hands are tied. We have nothing edible at home and Donald’s men have taken everything that we can trade for money. Where can I find you something to eat…”

Wendy cried, “Mom, why don’t I go find a job tomorrow?”

Hannah nodded and said, “Good idea, but you can only look for a job tomorrow, and wait for the following month for the paycheck. It’s almost New Year’s Eve; we can’t possibl