“Thank you Old Lady Daniels!” I turn to face the faded white picket fence and continue to lightly skip to a rhythm, trying my best to dodge the cracks of the sidewalk leading out of the lady’s house. She sits on the wicker rocking chair on her dull porch that’s coordinates with her dull house which coordinates with this dull atmosphere. Once I start to get close to the road, I turn to face her to offer her a friendly wave.
“Goodbye, Gregory. And please don’t call me old lady”, she replies.
“Yes, sir, young man!”, I responded with a thumbs up and continue on my way through the narrow sidewalk.
“Hey Wirt, whatcha doing?” I continue to skip towards my brother, who does not look very pleased right now, but it’s not like that isn’t normal. He doesn’t seem to notice me at first, he was looking off to the high school football stadium across the street, probably thinking about clarinets or something. His oddly parted brown hair was covered with an odd, large, red, coned hat that oddly coordinated with his blue cape. He is much taller than I am, making it very difficult to look him in the eye, but I could still tell he was concentrated. I snapped near his face to gain his attention. …show more content…
“And please don’t call Old Lady Daniels and old man; it’s not necessarily polite.”
“I was only helping her”, I assure him. “I was helping Old Lady Daniels rake the leaves in her lawn in exchange for candy.” I pat my overly filled pants pockets stuffed with candy to show Wirt the amount of candy I
“Goodbye, Gregory. And please don’t call me old lady”, she replies.
“Yes, sir, young man!”, I responded with a thumbs up and continue on my way through the narrow sidewalk.
“Hey Wirt, whatcha doing?” I continue to skip towards my brother, who does not look very pleased right now, but it’s not like that isn’t normal. He doesn’t seem to notice me at first, he was looking off to the high school football stadium across the street, probably thinking about clarinets or something. His oddly parted brown hair was covered with an odd, large, red, coned hat that oddly coordinated with his blue cape. He is much taller than I am, making it very difficult to look him in the eye, but I could still tell he was concentrated. I snapped near his face to gain his attention. …show more content…
“And please don’t call Old Lady Daniels and old man; it’s not necessarily polite.”
“I was only helping her”, I assure him. “I was helping Old Lady Daniels rake the leaves in her lawn in exchange for candy.” I pat my overly filled pants pockets stuffed with candy to show Wirt the amount of candy I