It was poured into a bowl, when the lady returned. A pile of food and a bowl of water next to it.
If you've ever gone an entire day without any food at all, you will know. That it's like finding proof of god, or money in your wallet, or dreaming you have not a single drop of water only to find the clearest stream at your front door. It's confirmation that the world is good and tomorrow is possible. It is the most basic sense of assurance.
And Betty ate it fast and full and couldn't even believe how it appeared in that bowl in front of her, and how the closet smelled like more of it. She didn't question any of it. Just ate. And ate.
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