we where at the golf course.
we where not playing golf.
we where watching our great aunt greta.
she was a really enthusiastic player.
i was talking to my cousin. luper.
i know i know her name is a bit… strange.
but her perants wanted lucy or persa so now she sounds like some breed of wolf.
i looked around wondering what i could possibly do for the next 2 miserable hours.
thats when i saw the giants foot prints.
i took my shoe off to comapare them.
” wow!” luper came up to me.
” wow indeed.!!” i answerd back to her.