(100 word challenge)
She often sat in her room in a rocking chair that she’d cuddled each baby in. The window revealed an expanse of meadow that contained a rainbow of flowers. Neighboring horses reached for the tender grass over the fence that enclosed their pasture.
“Mom, come have dinner,” her daughter said from the door.
“Will you save it for me?” She often felt hungrier after the sun set, after a day of having eaten nothing since breakfast. She’d lost sixty pounds.
“I’m worried about you.”
She didn’t hear. Beyond the meadow was a road. She awaited his return.