The next morning Charlie got up to get ready for work. He knew that his mother and father had gone somewhere alone today and would be back later that night so he decided to take his little sister with him.

The left their house together holding hands and walked down the street which was covered in snow. Lilith looked around her, she didn't get to go outside much so on the odd occasion that she did she would really take in an appreciate everything that she saw, especially the snow since today was the first time she had ever seen it.

Charlie noticed a rather large group of people had gathered around a street light and seemed to be looking at something on it. Curious he crossed the street and walked over to it. Holding his sister's hand tightly,since he knew she didn't like crowds he pushed through the people and made his way to the front where he saw a notice had been stuck to the pole.

Charlie and Lilith both turned to eachother and huge grins spread across their faces when they finished reading the notice. They both loved The chocolate factory and Willy Wonka was their idol and it had always been their dream to meet him. They really hoped that they would have chance of finding a golden ticket.

They left the crowd and walked a little further down the street to a small cafe with a couple of wooden chairs on a wooden platform out front. Charlie and Lilith walked in the shop and Charlie spoke with the owner for a bit who then opened the shop and eventually people began going in or lining up to get their shoes shined. Charlie worked while Lilith quietly stood next to him and watched.

Eventually Charlie took the money that all the people had given him and made his way back to the little, dilapidated house at the end of the street. When they walked in Lilith immidiately got to work mopping the floor while Charlie out the money on the table and sat down to do his homework.

When his mum and dad had come home and he remembered and told the news he wanted to share with everyone.

"Wouldn't that be something Charlie, Lilith to open up a Wonka bar and find a golden ticket" grandpa Joe said to the kids.

"Yes but I only get one bar a year on my birthday"

"Well it's your birthday next week"

"You have as much chance as anyone, except for the girl over there" his grandma said muttering the last part but still loud enough for them all to hear.

Lilith sighed and rolled her eyes, she was used to things like that being said but this was different, it was her dream they were talking about. Mrs Bucket slapped her leaving a red mark on the side of her face.

"Show some respect"

"Mom...please" Charlie said looking at his mum, her face softened a little and she walked away from Lilith and went back to cooking.

"Mark my words, the first kid to find one of those tickets will be fat, fat, fat"

And to no one's suprise grandpa George was right.