They Trashed a Hungry Kid’s Lunch, So I Broke Every Rule to Feed Him

scanning IDs for debt. She was just clicking a counter.

“How many?” I asked.

“Everyone,” she smiled. “We’re running a surplus, Mr. Henderson. The local farmers gave us the produce at cost. We’re saving the district twenty percent compared to the Vendor.”

I got in line. I picked up a tray.

Leo was in front of me. He looked back.

“Hey, Mr. H,” he said.

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