Suddenly we heard more footsteps squishing the tiny Little Rock’s that filled the ground of the play area. Josh looked at me worryingly, I could see he was trying to hide his fear but I knew him to well. This was it if finally have to face him.
I walked towards the middle of the playground to meet my foe and settle it once and for all....
I was ashamed of my father as I saw him walking into the sea of people all holding stones.
The jumbotrom blipped on to put more attention on my father (as if he needed more already)
He chose not to acknowledge me as he walked past out of fear of embarrassment. I was at least grateful for that.
But now I had to watch him endure one of the most brutal and unrefined tradition when you comment a ...