Kelly's stomach growled as she struggled against the heavy ropes securing her to the bed.
He came in carrying a tray with two bowls of something to eat. He sat down in an old wicker chair and began to eat.
She stared at him. " What is that?" she asked as her stomach growled louder.
" I call it homemade beef stew" he replied as he took another spoonful.
" I'm really hungry" she replied with a sad look as she strained against the ropes. " Can I have some please?".
" Ok, on the promise of no funny business" he said sternly as he moved toward her. " Otherwise my rifle is right over there and I won't hesitate to use it".
" I promise" she quickly exclaimed as her stomach growled a third time.
He quietly untied one of her hands and then put the tray containing the bowl of stew on her lap.
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