All Grown Up
“Which means that your ultra-healthy pizza is probably not going to materialize, I hope you realize. Or if it does, some other poor dude from town is going to end up with it while you get his meat lover’s fiasco or something.”
I wrinkled my nose, even though I had to admit that I was salivating at the very idea of that meaty, cheesy, greasy pizza that Annabelle and I used to love. It had been hard, tonight, when Mom suggested that we get Dino’s, to remind them that I was on a diet and that while I would love to be part of family night, I needed a separate pizza for myself. Surprisingly enough, Dino’s had claimed they could make a gluten-free, vegan, broccoli pizza. Like Annabelle had said, t
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