Everyone seemed satisfied with that explanation.
Gene silently wondered what they would think if any of them knew about the upcoming appointment he had at the hospital. He knew that it didn't look good although the doctors keep reassuring him it was going to be okay.
What part of me is gonna give up next? he asked himself.
by Mary, Texas"Forty-two?" Carrie asked. "Why on earth did you eat forty-two hot dogs?"
Gene shrugged. "That's all the little cart could hold."
Carrie wandered away, muttering something about craziness and pigging out on hotdogs.
by Phillip Lynne, Knoxville, TN