When you’re hungry, you eat corn mush. Unless you live where corn doesn’t grow, and then you eat rice.
Whatever books you *easily* find will be enough for the Middle School Girls, I’m sure.
There were some Saturday nights when all we had to eat was a HUGH batch of HUGH cinnamon rolls with HUGH amounts of frosting and butter.
My mother was feeding seven people on $200 a month, making house payments, etc., keeping four children in glasses (all four in school) and still managing to have money in her apron pocket for the odd ice cream cone. (Ten cents.)
Too bad she never taught us kids how to handle money...
If I'm going to send you this stuff, I'm going to send you all of it!