MY DREAM!! 2

Mama efe, their anchor, their guiding start, was gone , leaving them adriff in a sea hardship. The small mud housed, their only inheritance, felt emptier than ever.
The days that followered mama efe,s funeral were a blur of hunger, fear,and over whelming responsibility. Rent was due, and school fees lowed large, it seemed, was to sell the fruits from the meager mango and orange trees in their backyard.
They woke before dawn harvested what they could trudged to the market, their stomachs growling, their hearts heavy.
"Mangoes! Sweet mangoes! Get your juicy mangoes here! Fredix would call, his voice slighthy hoarse.
Lenny would echo "fresh oranges!
Vitamin C for every one!"
To be continue...
Next part: (some stall owners, seeing their plight, would offer them stale bread or...)