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Meredith packed her son Andrew’s lunch every morning, even on days when the pantry looked nearly empty. A simple sandwich, a piece of fruit, or a small snack was sometimes all she could manage, but she made sure it was prepared with care. Andrew never complained and never brought food home uneaten.
Lately, however, he had started asking for extras—another granola bar, a second sandwich, a few more crackers. Meredith assumed he was growing, yet something in his hesitant voice made her wonder if there was more behind his requests. When she asked, he simply smiled and said he was “just hungry,” a gentle answer that left her both relieved and uneasy.
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