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... use as I collapsed into the nearest chair. Dizziness clouded my vision as nausea vied for attention. I fought back the urge to faint.
When was the last time I'd eaten? I mean really eaten something other than scraps of what was left after everyone else had eaten or quickly swallowed a stolen grape or cherry tomato.
For that matter, when was the last time I'd eaten at a restaurant or had a night out with friends? It had been so long that I doubted I had any friends left. Bea. Mayb ...
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