All Grown Up
Mom explained to him.
“I’ve never been sure if it’s actually a mix-up, what they think you really want to eat, or just what they have for ingredients that night,” Annabelle giggled. “But either way, I hope no one’s too upset that we lost that gluten-free broccoli crap. Bon appetit.” She winked at me, and I couldn’t help grinning back at her.
I refused to think about how that cheese was going straight to my hips. Well, the director must have known what he was setting me up for by sending me back here for six months, I thought savagely.
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