Calorie Counting for Mom's Love
She pulled her foot back in disgust, adding, "I barely touched you, and you're screaming like that. Fat people are so dramatic. Look at all this fat—you've even got stretch marks now."
She jabbed at my swollen thighs, laughing so hard her body shook. "Hey, do you know what Mom just said in the car?"
She leaned close to my ear. "She said if your body fat doesn't go down soon, she's sending you to a weight-loss boot camp. I heard they give you only an apple a day and make you run 12 miles.
"I think it'd suit you perfectly. You've got enough fat on you to last six months."
Notoriously, that place was no different than a torture camp. The fear made my heart race. The monitor started beeping agai
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