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Maureen always had plenty to eat, since she had made friends throughout the neighborhood and would show up at their houses around dinnertime. I had no ide nike air max 1 leopard a what Mom and Lori were doing to fend for themselves. Mom, weirdly, was gettin cheap nike air max 1 g heavier. One evening when Dad was away and we had nothing to eat and we were all sitting around the living room trying not to think of food, Mom kept disappearing under the blanket on the sofa bed. At one point Brian looked over.
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„My teeth hurt,“ Mom said, but she was getting all shifty-eyed, glancing around the room and avoiding our stares. „It’s my bad gums. I’m w nike air max 1 black orking my jaw to increase the circulation.“Brian yanked the covers back. Lying on the mattress next to Mom was one of those huge family-sized Hershey chocolate bars, the shiny silver wrapper pulled back and torn away. She’d already eaten half of it.
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