She had hitched a ride in the back of our car. The journey was long, and the towns were flung far. When we made our lunch stop at a small town KFC, I decided what I wanted but she said "hold on, this one's on me." She didn't have much money so on a family meal we supped, four people, one fat, on a two person cup. We shared and we split, and I pretended to smile, but I thought 'What the fuck? This is fucked!' all the while.