One Carpenter Spent His Savings to Keep Five Young Siblings in His Woodshop

the salt, then carried the pot to the table.

“Sit down,” I said.

They scrambled onto the long wooden bench I had built from white pine leftovers. They sat close together, their shoulders touching, their eyes fixed on the steaming pot.

I spooned the macaroni into the bowls, giving Eli the largest portion. He did not eat right away.

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