Isaac and Ethan proceeded to dump the rest of the bags onto the table. There were candy bars, chips, and several sodas. I sat back down next to Miles and looked over the pile. “Okay, if I ate like this all the time I’d be a blimp,” I announced in awe. Zeke’s eyes ran over me quickly. “You’re tiny. We’re not,” he stated matter-of-factly before opening his Trig book.
