Chapter thirty four

Dave POV

"So you want me to teach you what exactly?" The boy asked.

"How did you get the bread?" I asked.

"That's none of your business looser!" The boy replied.

"Please I need food desperately." I pleaded.

"Go get your own. I worked hard for this one." The boy replied.

"Okay then. I'm sorry..." I replied and left.

I don't really blame him if he doesn't want to help me at all. Just look at me. I'm a mess. But come to think of it, so is him.

There is no other means for me to get food now. I'll have to steal it. I think...