That was what she remembered years later.
He was trying very hard to be polite about starving.
Victoria stood, walked over, and pushed the sandwich through an opening near the bottom of the fence.
He blinked at her as if kindness had taken him by surprise.
‘Take it,’ she said.
He did.
He ate too fast at first, then slower, like he was embarrassed by what hunger was making him do.
She gave him the apple too.
He mumbled thank you without lifting his head.
The bell rang.
She went back inside with her stomach hollow and her chest strangely full.
The next day he was there again.
So was she.
