The mother of Courtney Van Haders leaned away from the sink, peeking out into the hallway just as her daughter closed the garage door behind her. She was only able to catch a glimpse of the younger woman's long, curly chocolate-brown hair. She heaved out a deep sigh.
Her beloved child was more than halfway through her junior year in college already. It wouldn't be too much longer before she would graduate, find herself a nice little job, and eventually move out of the house. The last thing she wanted was for her daughter, the oldest of her three children, to have to leave the family home. She wasn't always around at home to watch the boys or to take care of the house, and Courtney proved ample help in that regard as well. The money obtained from both her (the mother's) work and her husband's was more than enough to provide for Courtney and her two younger brothers Jacob and Steven. Courtney didn't need to
The perpetual silence that filled the small room was shattered as a tiny belch passed through the overstuffed woman's lips. The once-clean, carpeted floor was now covered with a massive pile-up of torn wrappers, empty plastic bags, dirty plates and a multitude of tiny crumbs. The small wooden table in the center of the room was practically buried underneath a mountain of pizza boxes and soda cans. There was another small burp, followed by an explosive fart that slowly died down into a series of quiet bubbling poofs. Our weary red-haired glutton was lying nearby on the ground with her arms and legs outstretched, and her incredibly rotund gut hanging out in front of her.
"Ohhhhhhhh..." the woman moaned in agony, her emerald-green eyes forced to squint due to her puffy red cheeks, "I think I...urp...I think I...uuuurrrrrrrp...I think I ate too much food...ugh...burrrp..."
Slowly, weakly, the woman stretched out her left arm over towards her protruding belly, and placed her hand u