Walker pushed the shopping cart down the isle of the local supermarket. Cereal...if he bought cereal, they would need more milk. Breakfast. Orange juice...and Zoe liked Chocolate milk. Not the cheap kind, the one with the bunny on the box. Darn the buny. Eggs...toast...french toast....
One thing he had never gotten used to was the amount of food his children could consume. And with the boys home most of the time, food was even more scarce. After getting the pork chops for dinner that night, and macaroni for Zoe, who refused to eat meat, he was ready to check out. He wheeled the nearly full cart up to the checkout counter that had the least amount of people in it. The supermarket was semi crowded on that particular saturday morning, some people rushing to get their errands done, others taking their time, like Walker was.
The woman in front of him was almost done. Good, he thought. In and out. Just when she was about to pay, she gasped.
"Oh! Here are my coupons! I knew I had them!" She said, handing them to the cashier.
Walker sighed. It looked like he was going to be there awhile. He glanced around the supermarket. He walked around the cart and started loading his items onto the belt. As he was putting some cereal boxes on the belt, the word 'Hanson' caught his eye. He frowned and the magazine out of the rack. He opened it to the page, and what he saw nearly made him collapse.