The cat soon relaxed and he could pet him all over as Christine watched quite cheerfully.

She seemed in thought and looked over her new friend and giggled a bit. "Change it? You know, I think we can do that. I will give the witch a happier ending for you, and for me."

Her head leaned forward as she read the story allowed. It followed the usual tale of two children led by their father deep into the woods and left behind, their trail of crumbs eaten by hungry birds. But when they came upon the witch, she mentioned how it was their own fault for not being suspicious of an edible house if the birds were so hungry.

The witch captured the children and by the next full moon she had a feast for her best witch friends and they lived happily ever after in her magical gingerbread house.

"What do you think? Or should I have still let the children escape?"