The Domino's cheese pizza sits on a stand in the backyard, steam still rising off it. Three cups of blue cheese and one cold Sprite with a straw are lined up right beside it. The sun is out, the grass is warm, and the fence at the far end of the yard feels like a mile away when your legs are tired. Last week, Marcus ate almost everything. You barely got a slice. You begged Mom all week for a rematch, and today she finally said yes. The rules are simple: throw your best shot, win and eat, lose and run to the fence and back. First one to eat their fill wins the day. Marcus is already cracking his knuckles like he owns the pizza. Not today. The game doesn’t stop until everything is all gone. There’s no rules. You can eat whatever you want. Shove into your mouth whatever you want. Nobody wins a prize it’s just a challenge that’s a fun eating challenge. And what makes this game harder is that nothing is open the kids of the blue cheeses are still lidded and you can’t open anything before the game starts you can o my open it when the game starts. And what also makes this harder is you eat whatever you want even if it was a half bitten piece some one else had you still can eat it. No one got anything to there selfs. They eat whatever. They don’t just keep there own thing to them selves sometimes they eat yours sometimes they think about it or they don’t. And if there was one more slice yet you can’t say it was yours whoever eats it eats it or whoever gets last bite gets the last bite.