I threw the covers off myself and got out of bed, rushing to the door.  I opened it and a girl dressed in a hotel tuxedo uniform, like the one the young man was wearing last night, stood there with my cart.  She wheeled it in and by the bed.  She took off the domed lid to reveal a really scrumptious breakfast.  I thought if I keep eating like this, I’d be over 400 pounds by this time next year.  Although it sure beat my French fries and Cocoa Puffs.  I thanked her and tipped her with the payment and sat down to eat.

     My stomach was doing acrobatics all over, from nerves, but I did manage to eat most of my breakfast, only because I wasn't sure when I’d eat next.

     After breakfast, I jumped...

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