I obeyed the command, going up, sun and wind rushing my face, turning 140 degrees forward in the air, and falling flat on my face like a puck on ice.
My sister’s laughing wasn’t helping any.
Nothing was hurt but my ego, but I still wanted to just crawl into that corner of my bed with my blue blanket for the next twenty years.
Was it so much to ask to flip on a trampoline?
Joey could do it, Jacob could do it, heck, even Tommy could do it, and he was fat! Well, fatter than me at least.
But try as I might, I would never be the gymnastics Olympian of Huntoon Village.
So I picked up a kickball.
And try as they might, but Joey, Jacob, and Tommy could never kick a ball quite as far as I.
There are things I cannot do. Ask