Chp.5

Billy couldn't look at the scale again so Sunday, Monday, and Tuesday he kept off it. On his way home from work he picked up some whoppers from Burger King hoping to get his fat back. That night his daughter Linda was going to give him a good-night kiss and said that he was starting to look like Sylvester Stallone. Billy had a ritual of weighing himself every night. He would take off his clothes, put on his robe, go to the bathroom, and then weigh himself. On Wednesday morning Billy threw the ritual overboard for the first time in years. He got dressed, filled his pockets, put on shoes, ate a big breakfast, and still lost weight being 221 pounds. Billy had never been so afraid in his life.