Fergus often had to look after himself, while Father and Mother worked in the fields. He didn't like it, but he knew how to be alone. He shook his head, but the food was more interesting at the moment.
He picked up a quarter of the hamburger. "I have not seen this before. What is it?" He turned it over in his hand, and part of the bun fell to the floor. He stared at it, certain he'd done something horribly wrong.