“New York, New York!” I sang
“Why do you have to loudly belt out that song every time we go to this city, Johan?” My mom asked.
“I’m practicing my theatre skills.” I had to if I wanted to be on Broadway one day.
“Okay, well are you hungry? We can stop at a diner if you want some dinner.”
I was feeling a little hungry. Although I wanted to keep my lean physique for the girls at this program.
We stopped at a small diner on an empty road in Connecticut, where I got the late-night special meal, which consisted of a double stacked bacon, cheeseburger with onions, a side of curly fries, some chicken tenders, and a biscuit. I also ordered a shake because I figured it was like a protein shake just with ice cream instead.Continue reading “The Misadventures of Johan O’Malley Chapter 8”