"One of my old buddies told me about this new breakfast spot just outside of town and I figured we could give it a shot, if you wanted." my dad says as he climbs into the backseat of his town car with me, tapping the driver on the back to let him know we are ready to go. "That sounds good to me. As long as they have strong coffee and lots of food, that's all I'm worried about." I lay back on the seat and place my hands on my flat stomach, dramatically rubbing circles and whining about hunger, making my dad roll with laughter. "I don't know what you think is so funny, mister! I'm starved, can't you tell?! I'm nothing but skin and bone and need to be fed immediately!" I spit out, fighting off my own fit of laughter. "You are a mess, sunshine. But I love you anyways." he throws

