Overflowing cupboards at home, and she was in the grocery store, filling a cart. Perusing the bakery selections, Kathleen sighed and tossed a bag of Altee’s favorite double-chocolate biscotti in the buggy. She even tried going through the store backward, avoiding the carefully designed flow, but knew it wouldn’t work. She’d still end up buying enough food to feed a small third world country.Losing herself in the soothing mindlessness, she eased along the aisles. In the dairy section, she added ricotta and parmesan to her selections. Maybe she’d make a vegetable lasagna tomorrow night…stop by Mama’s and get some of those early-ripening tomatoes Daddy was always bragging about, throw in some spinach and fat portobellos. Add a huge salad and steaming, fluffy rolls.Guilt nipped her with sharp little pinchers. What had Jason eaten tonight?That’s not your concern. She snagged a bag of frozen shrimp and slung it into her cart. The buy-one-get-one sign caught her eye, and she added a second bag.
