Hansel and Gretel gathered their skipping stones in the bags of gold and made their way home.

When they arrived, they ran into the embrace of their dear father, who had become a widowed man after their mother had, ironically, died from food poisoning.

Their father welcomed them home and apologized for letting their mother’s wickedness overcome him.

They lived in happiness for the rest of their days sharing their newfound wealth with the land and, of course, skipping stones in the lake half a mile over while feeding their naughty bird breadcrumbs.

The End.

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