Though we had moved out a year or so earlier, Crystal, Carma and I would always come home for Sunday dinner. On one such Sunday I watched eleven year old Stacey, who had just finished her meal, walk up to my dad. She wiped her mouth on his shirt and walked away. Who does that???? The answer to that is simple: only a Campbell.
2 comments:
So true!
You spelled Stacy wrong. I take offense at that. [I'm hijacking Tiffany's account...]
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