She lined up for a spot at one of the good tables just like everyone else; the only difference was that where the others had shiny lunchboxes with Dora and Spiderman she had an old plastic bag. Where the others brought subs and thermoses of soup and leftovers from family dinners, she brought a cheese sandwich with no mayonnaise (and no cheese when times were tough) every day. She looked at the second hand of the clock and counted 48...49...50 seconds in line. She threw the bag away and lied she wasn't hungry. One minute and she sat.