Stop me if you heard this one.
A girl and her brother are left in the middle of town by their father, a deadbeat who works close by. They are given money for the bus and told they can find their own lunch.
The kids are smart and accomplished, enjoying their time in the library as much as in the sports places with hoops and such. They make good choices because despite their loser parent who dumps them to earn a living, they were taught nutrition and healthy stuff.
They get hungry and come upon a brightly lit place with a clown in the middle of the urban jungle.
"Looks like fast food," the brother says, "That's bad. I even heard their chicken nuggets aren't even chicken."
"That's silly," says the girl, "look. They have meals for kids like us with books in them."
The kids go inside, get the meals with books, get fat and are thrown in an oven where they are cooked to be reprocessed into "chicken nuggets."