- Medora Ashby -
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Sitting across from my wife, the delicious aroma of food lingers and fills my nostrils. Despite feeling rather hungry, I don’t serve myself a plate. I should cut down on eating…
Last time I checked, my weight has only increased. I can’t help but tug my shirt down, insecure of my tummy rolls
I offer a weary smile
“Sorry, Honey. I’m not feeling hungry…”