Here is the first story in "The Fat Woman Chronicles," a three-story collection that Fiorella wrote way-back-when. Hope you get a kick out of. 

 

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Once upon a time there was a fat woman with a big heart, a woman who  carried the weight of the world upon her shoulders, and when she went to a doctor, he sent her to a psychologist who specialized in eating disorders.

The psychologist was a slender woman who had a big heart and, after working with the fat woman for several months, realized that her patient considered herself responsible for the welfare of the world, which she maintained by eating.

"Don't worry about anyone but yourself,"the psychologist told the fat woman. "I will take over your responsibility for the welfare of the world." 

             The next month, the fat woman lost ten pounds--and a terrible earthquake devastated Turkey--but then, earthquakes are always devastating Turkey.

             The woman was so proud of losing ten pounds in one month that she cut back even more and lost another ten pounds--and an out-of-season monsoon hit India and half a million people died. But, of course, half a million is hardly a drop in the bucket in India so the psychologist cheered the fat woman on as she lost twenty pounds more. 

           The fat woman was dieting with a vengeance as the Arab nations wiped each other off the globe with nuclear weapons, Mount St. Helen erupted and California split off from the mainland, the New Madrid fault was reactivated, and riots broke out in New  York, Philadelphia, Atlanta, Detroit, Houston, Los Angeles, and Paducah.

"I'm not sure it's a good idea  for you to lose so much weight at once," the psychologist told her patient as she listened to a broadcaster on her short wave radio speculating as to the nature of the strange blip that was approaching Earth at a fast rate of speed.

"But I want to lose weight and you said you would take care of the world," the former fat woman said, tossing her curls petulantly as she paid her bill, donned her party pink surgical mask, and skipped out of the office, the weight of the world lifted from her shoulders. 

           The psychologist watched her patient leave, listened a while longer to the news broadcast, then looked around for something to eat and eat and eat.