I was going to go to an awesome golf camp in Miami, Ohio, with my dad. It was a Father-Daughter thing. I had been really excited for a long time.
Tonight, Mom sighed. She sat down.
“Ella, I’m sorry”, she said.
“What?”, I asked.
She sighed again.
“Your golf camp was cancelled”, she said.
Out of nowhere, Michael randomly said:
PS. Michael did not have alcohol. He was referring to the enormous cherry Coke he drank at his play-date with his friend David. I repeat: MY BROTHER HAS NEVER CONSUMED ALCOHOL AND WILL NOT UNIL HE TURNS 21.