It was a fall day when the Wolfe family went to the fair. The children were eager to check out all that the fair had to offer. Even Robert (who was chubbier at a weight of 324 pounds at the time) was hoping to see if his livestock would win first place this year.
"I can't wait!" Billy repeatedly said as he bounced anxiously in his seat.
"Easy, easy," Julia said, trying to calm her youngest son.
After the family parked their truck, Billy made a dash for the fairgrounds, his older siblings running to catch him.
"Now, now. Just stay with your brothers and sisters," Robert scolded.
As Robert bought his family tickets, a young werewolf child began poking the big werewolf's belly for his own amusement. The kid's mom grabbed him and pulled him away.
"Leave him alone," she said. "You can't poke someone because they're fat."
Robert let out a heavy sigh and groaned. As the family walked through the fairgrounds, Robert could stop thinking about what happened with him and the child.
"What's the matter, dear?" Julia asked her husband.
"Nothing," Robert said, trying to forget all that occurred.
He walked off to the house of mirrors near the food stands. Inside, he had been met face-to-face with mirrors showing his reflection in distorted ways. Skinny, fat, short, you name it. What didn't notice was James had snuck in behind him and got out his phone. He was taking photos of his dad's reflections in the mirrors. When Robert was done, James left in the opposite direction so his dad wouldn't know he was there.
"Hmmmm, it jiggles," Robert said, shaking his belly.
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