“Are we underwater yet Dad?” I asked. When I was twelve years old, my younger brother Randy and I had just moved to Quakertown PA. with our parents. Mom was detaching from our family and it was affecting my relationship with her. We played a game Sunday mornings after church, where we drove around the countryside and got lost on purpose, then we tried to find our way home.
Oh No! A cliff-hanger! Now I have to wait a week?? Get writing, Scott, while I try to figure out how a kid could acquire $125 before the motorcycle was sold to someone else. That's a lot of lawn mowing or car-washing or fence painting. Sharron at LEAVES
Oh No! A cliff-hanger! Now I have to wait a week?? Get writing, Scott, while I try to figure out how a kid could acquire $125 before the motorcycle was sold to someone else. That's a lot of lawn mowing or car-washing or fence painting. Sharron at LEAVES