His mother had already called him, so he'd best get a move on, so that he'd be on time for school...because, being Frankie, with a Frankie sized appetite, breakfast always took a while!
Breakfast was an important family affair at Frankie's house, anyway. His mother insisted that he and his brothers start the day with a good breakfast - 'good' in his mother's terms meaning enormous, which went with the enormous size of her three boys! Frankie was the middle child - his older brother, Robby, was three years ahead of him, a 'big man' on the football team in grade 11, but not nearly Frankie's size - no, just a mere 350 pounds! And, three years behind him, Wesley - Wessie - was just in grade 5, and still relatively thin, as Frankie's folks go - which might have been due to all the soccer he played, and hockey, and just about every other sport you could think of! Wessie was tall and big and fast for his age, which helped his sports, along with his keen sense of balance. Occasionally, Frankie envied him, but not often - while Wessie was good at sports he wasn't good at schoolwork or computer games, and for those, Frankie would help him out.
Sometimes, Uncle Ches would swing by for breakfast, but he was out of the city today, so it was just the three boys chowing down to their mother's generous table. Half an hour of steady gourmandizing, and all three boys were set up for the day, and off to catch their buses - three different schools, in three different directions.
On his bus, Frankie...
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