At first, she thought she was just picking up a bit of extra weight. Lately she was insatiably hungry. She couldn't stop the hunger pangs, and her clothes didn't fit so well anymore. Fried green tomatoes never tasted so good. She had to ration her intake of tomatoes to two a day and even then she had run out. She had driven to nearby farms in search of abandoned gardens in the hopes of finding more tomatoes.
Also, she couldn't get enough lemon pudding. She found boxes of the mix and made lemon pudding every day. She could barely tolerate eggs and hated wasting them, so she found creative ways to bake with them. Lemon meringue pie became a daily indulgence. She made cheese and ate it in handfuls. She drank glasses of chilled milk, now preferring it cold.
When her period stopped coming,
