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She set it on the kitchen counter and stared at it for a long time. Then, for no reason she could explain, she lifted the foil. It was chicken and rice, simple and golden, with a sprinkle of paprika on top. The smell hit her—onion, garlic, something herby and green. And for the first time in months, Ani Huger’s stomach growled.

That Ani was gone.

That night, she looked in the mirror and saw a girl with tired eyes and messy hair. A girl who had lost too much too fast. But also a girl who had just eaten chicken and rice out of a casserole dish with a serving spoon, who had carried birdseed up three flights of stairs, who had felt the sun on her face for the first time in weeks. Ani Huger

And maybe, just maybe, she was getting hungry again. She set it on the kitchen counter and