Tummy Rumblies

Phoebe I know I am good at something, I just haven't found it yet Phoebe found herself running out of food much more quickly than she could have ever anticipated...which was very problematic. Of course, she knew why she was. Between feeding the Luxere and all of these new people showing up, the rations she got were spread thin. It made her stomach grumble just thinking about it. Literally though, she was restricring herself to one meal a day now. Of course, there were things to trade for in the market, it wasn't like others were going hungry. But she didn't really have much to trade with, now did she? Just promises that someday when someone they knew was having a baby she would be there to help. Some merchants were more confident in that than others...and they weren't the majority. So today she went into town with her little basket, hoping someone might take mercy on her. She had some of her carefully preparing teas and tonics for healing, some smelling salts and scented oils she had made, hoping someone might want them for comfort or health. Her hopes weren't high though. The blonde paused at one little stall, looking over the produce. Again her stomach grumbled. It all looked so good! But she probably couldn't get much of any of it. Emmett