Dad scooped me up in the snow shovel, bumped me over the rough and frozen shakes, and tossed me off the roof.
You’re such a beautiful writer Michael. Such a sweet story, I think that this is my favorite story far. Looking forward to your next.
Thanks so much Molly!
The rope tow bit is classic - my favorite was when it got so icy from dragging in the snow you couldn't even grip it tight enough to be pulled up the hill ;)
You’re such a beautiful writer Michael. Such a sweet story, I think that this is my favorite story far. Looking forward to your next.
Thanks so much Molly!
The rope tow bit is classic - my favorite was when it got so icy from dragging in the snow you couldn't even grip it tight enough to be pulled up the hill ;)