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Eating Competition
Gary stared at the girl next to him, almost disbelieving. He knew that he always loved her, but now, he had a good idea as to why.
It wasn't so much that she was kind to him or that she didn't consider his weight a problem. It wasn't because she was pretty or because she was smart. It wasn't even her spitfire attitude. No, he knew why he loved her and no one else. He supposed he had always known why but the reason had not been as clear to him ever as it was now.
He continued to stare at her, his eyes growing softer by the minute until finally he couldn't help himself, he began to tear up. Upon seeing this, Hilary stopped and looked at her boyfriend, a bit concerned. "What's wrong Gary?" she asked him.
"You make me so proud," he told her while lightly sobbing and hugging her.
"Uh…thank you?" she replied, a bit confused by his sudden display of emotion.
He continued on with his version of a serenade, "I have never seen a girl eat this much before. No one has been able to do this, no one but you!"
"Do what sweetie?" she asked him, a bit confused.
"Beat me at an eating competition!"
Hilary laughed; of course that was what he was referring to. She just shook her head at him while he remained all starry-eyed. Yes, Gary knew why he loved that girl. She had a spirit of competition and a love of food that was unparalleled.