"Hey, Hill, cool your jets," Joseph replied, stung. "How's about we go get something to eat..."
Of course, Joseph had suggested this because he knew his sister well - anytime she could eat, all other worries would be discarded. After all, that's how she'd gotten to 400 pounds at sweet 16, and Joseph knew it. Not that he didn't like to eat, though - he wasn't much of an athlete, and the quiz show team, making great marks and food were the three pillars of his life. He liked to eat, and...
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