Eight Inches To Make Johnny Smile - Plot & Excerpts
When he was a young kid he would play out on the small green in the middle, football or chasing, but even then he was aware of the mothers, gathering and nodding disapprovingly. Once, he bought an ice cream – a double rocket sundae – and heard them laughing at him. It hadn’t stopped him from gobbling down that ice cream, tasting nothing, with his cheeks burning up red from shame. Then, as a teenager, he tried for a while to fit into the skinny jeans and little T-shirts the other boys wore – he could scarcely call them friends – but he would notice the curtains move as he slunk past the watching whisperers. It wasn’t long before he stopped being able to squeeze himself into anything but joggers and big T-shirts, and he accepted that he was a freak. That last year before he left home for college he really gave up and piled on the weight. The more they called him names, the more he ate. In a way it was to spite them, but also to spite and spike himself.
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