Slide-hook-pull, slide-hook-pull, slide-hook-pull
One Friday night, my dad calls me to ask, “What are you up to?”
As I tidy up the living room, I tell him that I finished my homework only a half hour ago and decided to relax.
He disagrees. “It’s Friday night! Why aren’t you out? The night’s still young.”
“It’s eleven o’clock,” I remind him. He tends to forget about the time difference. “I’m tired. I just want to watch some TV and crochet for a bit before bed.”
“Crochet? Why would you do that?”
As I tidy up the living room, I tell him that I finished my homework only a half hour ago and decided to relax.
He disagrees. “It’s Friday night! Why aren’t you out? The night’s still young.”
“It’s eleven o’clock,” I remind him. He tends to forget about the time difference. “I’m tired. I just want to watch some TV and crochet for a bit before bed.”
“Crochet? Why would you do that?”
