Growing up, my little sister could not, for the life of her, walk in a straight line. She was known to walk off sidewalks and into polls and the legs of unsuspecting strangers when her hand was not in the firm grasp of a more attentive chaperone.
Growing up, my little sister could not, for the life of her, walk in a straight line. She was known to walk off sidewalks and into polls and the legs of unsuspecting strangers when her hand was not in the firm grasp of a more attentive chaperone.
