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Nancy couldn’t sleep, so she padded into the kitchen and opened the refrigerator. She stared at the items contained within but couldn’t decide. She often wondered why her life was complicated by such trivial details. Nancy studied shelves full of tempting treats, even though she wasn’t hungry; eating was one of her favorite pastimes — it made things easier to handle. She eyed her mother’s apple pie and put it at the top of things she possibly planned to taste before she crawled back into her cozy bed, where she retreated frequently.
She had a twin brother — two minutes older — named Brad. They had blond hair and blue eyes. He was captain of the soccer team, senior class president, and he dated her best friend, Cathy. Nancy wrote stories about loners who change the world; she liked David…she didn’t ask him out because she’d be devastated if he said no.
Bending, she checked the back shelves for something sweet and discovered a bowl of strawberry Jell-O; she added it to her list.
Her appetite vanished immediately when she spotted a plate covered with plastic wrap with fried chicken, mashed potatoes, and green beans; last night’s dinner, the meal Brad never got the chance to enjoy. The cold air made her shudder. She closed the refrigerator and opened the freezer instead. A blast of deathly frigid air assaulted her; Nancy staggered back a few steps and…
