My eyes were wide at all this food.
"Don't worry John, I know that's enough to feed a squad of soldiers for a week, but we don't know how much she will want to eat, or how long she's staying - and we don't want her to start nibbling on you." Sal smiled at her own joke.
"Oh, one last thing." She pointed to a squarish package wrapped in brown paper and tied with sisal string, sitting to one side of the screen door. "There's some clothes close to her size. I imagine anything you have will be way too big to fit her. And women like clothes, so..."
"Well, thanks Sal. I'll have to remember what a good provender you are." I smiled. "You two always take such good care of me."
Jude came up and took my arm to nuzzle her face against it. "You're the only John we have, so it's a good investment."
