Hansel and Gretel gathered their skipping stones in the bags of gold and made their way home.
When they arrived, they ran into the embrace of their father, who had become a widowed man after their mother had, ironically, died from food poisoning.
Their father welcomed them home and apologized for letting their mother’s selfishness overcome him. They took care of him with pity until his death from a slower, more subtle, and unfortunately more painful food poisoning shortly after.
The two siblings lived in happiness together for the rest of their days sharing their newfound wealth with the land and, of course, skipping stones in the lake half a mile over while feeding their naughty bird breadcrumbs.