Ricky played at his friend Hyrum’s house yesterday afternoon. Hyrum’s family lives directly behind us … with a big farm field in between. It was getting close to the time for him to come home and our dogs started barking a lot. This is usually a sign that someone is outside, but we didn’t see a car in the driveway. That would be because Ricky came home with Hyrum and his brothers and mom on “the path.” The path was described to me like this:
“We were playing in Hyrum’s backyard.
Then I found a hole in the gate.
We went through the ditch (Hyrum’s mom said to stay in the ditch and not go in the field, so we did. And when we held up the pillow we found in the ditch, she yelled at us to put it down because we had no idea what was living in it.).
Then we went through Skunkville, with 50 stink balls per minute.
Skunkville was right behind the haunted house.
Then we went through Julia’s backyard and up to our front door … then we let Hyrum’s mom catch up.”
There you go.