Three glasses of apicot juice a day had worked wonders in just one week. The rest of Dawn was still on the thin side, but her stomach had grown by the day. Just one week after introducing it to Dawn, the girl was up and out of bed for the first time in weeks. She was eating three meals a day, and she hadn't been sick once. Johanna could only watch in amazement as, one week on, Dawn was finally well enough to join her downstairs for breakfast. She insisted Dawn sat on the couch for her breakfast, still wary that she was quite weak, before handing her a plate of a few light pancakes.
Dawn's stomach stuck out in front of her, she looked almost as if she were pregnant and a good few months along, straining at the buttons of her pyjama top. While the rest of her had slowly started to soften, her cheeks weren't gaunt anymore, and her arms and legs didn't seem quite so stick like, her stomach remained firm and protruding, and miles ahead of the rest of her. It meant that she was able to eat more, and gain more much needed weight to her slight frame. Johanna handed her daughter a glass of apicot juice to drink down along with the pancakes, pleased to see that her daughter had already come close to clearing her plate.
Heading out into the kitchen to make more of the pancakes, Johanna was startled to hear the phone ring.
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