"I like assortments," she said with a nod. If it involved food, damn right. She was a fiend for it now. Or maybe the baby...
There was always food in the house, always, but sometimes it just wasn't enough, or there wasn't something she liked and didn't feel like going out. Matt was still working until the next bad thing happened, which she hoped wouldn't be another lay off, something they couldn't afford at the moment. It was too much worry, too much to think about. She never used to be like this! No one did, for that matter.
At least she was having some girl time, something she hadn't had in a while. Maybe this would brighten up her day.
Rubbing her stomach lightly, she looked at the food with interest. Meats and ice cream and pickles! "Oh, you're good. You really are. Crackers with mustard and ketchup and everything else. Ooh, so yummy." The baby kicked in appreciation and she hadn't even eaten anything yet!
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