“What are the children going to be for Halloween tonight? asked Troll Daddy, sitting down to eat his breakfast that Troll Mother just put down in front of him.
“I'm not sure it is such a good idea that they go trick-or-treating,” said Troll Mother, with a worried look on her face.
“I take it by the look on your face, that they still haven't found that escaped convict,” said Troll Daddy.
“No they haven't,” said Troll Mother.
“I don't understand it,” said Troll Daddy angrily. “He escaped from Troll city jail two weeks ago! Why hasn't he been found yet?”
“Troll City Police have been looking for him day and night,” said Troll Mother. “There is no sign of him.”
“Well,” said Troll Daddy. “I hope they find him soon.”
“Me too,” sighed Troll Mother.
Troll Daddy finished his breakfast and got up from the table.
“I'm going into Troll Town,” he said, picking up his car keys. “I'll see you in a little while.”
“Okay,” said Troll Mother, giving him a kiss “Be careful.”
“I will Troll honey,” he said.
Troll Mother started cooking breakfast for the rest of the family who were all still sleeping.
“Breakfast is ready,” she called a few minutes later.
Troll Sister, Troll Brother and Troll Baby all came into the kitchen, sleepily. They all sat down at the table.
“Oh Troll Daddy,” said Troll Baby a few minutes later. “That is a funny Halloween costume you are wearing.”
Troll Mother turned around slowly. She knew that Troll Daddy was not sitting at the breakfast table. She knew that it was the escaped convict. She didn't say anything about the strange man sitting at the table in the black and white striped uniform. She didn't want to alarm the children.
“Here honey,” said Troll Mother, handing her own plate of food to the stranger. “I made you your favourite breakfast, pancakes and eggs.”