OZ Advent, Day 17: Crack the Whip
Crack the Whip
"Good grief," grumbled Toby. "Why is it taking you so long to get those skates on?"
Chris shrugged as he slowly swung a stocking-clad foot back and forth, trying to avoid the pool of melting slush under the bench. "These old laces don't look very strong," he observed. "What if one breaks?"
( Crack the Whip, continued )
"Good grief," grumbled Toby. "Why is it taking you so long to get those skates on?"
Chris shrugged as he slowly swung a stocking-clad foot back and forth, trying to avoid the pool of melting slush under the bench. "These old laces don't look very strong," he observed. "What if one breaks?"
( Crack the Whip, continued )