Somebody a lot smarter than me once said, “Into every life, a little rain must mess everything up.”
Well, it was pretty close to that, anyhow.
And for me, things had gotten pretty messed up and the only one to blame it on was me.
Mama didn’t have a mean bone in her body, but when I crossed her, she made life around here real rough.
When I came home from school on Friday, I sorta messed around and didn’t get all my chores done.