meal to cool. Her hands were s

up a massive bite of the thick oats, making sure to catch the pool

ood sliding down her throat was pure heaven. Her stomach immediately stopped crampi

about the dull ache in her head or the dirt still under her

. The Gisele she knew picked at her food like a bird, constantly complaining about calories an

ew Gisele's attention. Sh

e Arthur and Ben's kids. Their wide, innocent eyes were locked onto the golden, dripping bu

sive, strictly rationed luxury items. The kids rare

ten toast in her hand. She started to break it in

Maria's booming voice echoed

eys doing here? Off you g

ttle feet thumping rapidly down the ha

r hips. She shot a sharp glare at Susan. "Wh

y. She stepped forward to grab the empty tray, kee

ooked at Maria and offered a soft smile. "It's fine, Mom. The k

titude. Maria's stern face soften

drifted up from the first floor. It sounded

Her maternal warmth vanished, replaced by the sharp insti

ice dropping an octave. "I need to

f the room. Her heavy shoes hit the floorb

hed her lips. She knew exactly what that creak was. The original Gisele's memories wer

was dark and smelled of

as high as it could go, her fingers desperately clawing at th

ity specifically for the men to eat when they were doing back-break

d the lid and grabbed a massive handful of the thick, cured meat. She shoved a pie

n right now,

ed in the doorway li

nd spasmed. The tin can slipped from her grip and crashed onto the wooden floor, the loud, me

rabbed Bettye by the upper arm, and violently yanked her

face red with fury. "While your sister-in-law

ed, her eyes darting wildly. "I... I was just

st Bettye's back. "Liar! I saw you stuf

heavy front door banged open. John, Arthur, Donato, and Ben rus

s face flushed. He rushed forward, holding his hand

ing finger at the scattered beef jerky on the floor. Sh

wife is doing, Be

rial had off