I stared at my two choices.
Beads of sweat ran down my temples as my eyes darted to and fro with indecision.
My sister Becky tapped her foot impatiently.
“Aw, c’mon Harold!!” She bounces up and down on the spot.
“Just pick onnnnnnne!!”
“But it’s so hard!”
“NO ITS NOT YOU IDIOT!”
“YEAH WELL FOR ME IT IS!” I screamed in absolute agony.
“Just hurry up you baby.” She rolled her eyes.
“I’m not a ba...