food. she had her bicycle, but she was too worn out to ride it, so she was walking along slowly, pushing it. even that made her heart race. she was tired all the time these days.
she was discouraged, too. not even farmers seemed to have any vegetables left. except for a few beets one man had given her, no one had anything to give or sell to her.
suddenly, anna knew she could go no further. she had to stop and rest. she laid her bicycle on its side, making sure the beets did not spill out of her basket. then she lay down in the cool grass.
she dreamed of food. 