One huge difference between Wally and me is that she keeps a fully stocked refrigerator and freezer and can whip up a meal in minutes, whenever necessary.  In contrast, mine is empty.  My son says when he opens it he can see the back.  I never keep food in the house and most nights can barely think of an idea for dinner.  Wally, on the other hand, on a moment’s notice can provide a four-course meal to a family worrying about a missing teenager or a woman whose twin daughters have lost their father.  She bakes muffins and cookies often and it’s a wonder neither she nor her husband, Nate, is overweight.   

Or maybe she just brings the extras to work as I do.