But the funny thing about golf, the harder you swing, the poorer the shot
. .
. I was deeply disappointed in my dad and Emma. Finally, I managed to gather enough courage and strength – by now, my legs were dangerously wobbly – and crept the last few stairs up, kneeling on the floor and ever so carefully looked around the corner into Emma’s room
But the funny thing about golf, the harder you swing, the poorer the shot
. .
. I was deeply disappointed in my dad and Emma. Finally, I managed to gather enough courage and strength – by now, my legs were dangerously wobbly – and crept the last few stairs up, kneeling on the floor and ever so carefully looked around the corner into Emma’s room
But the funny thing about golf, the harder you swing, the poorer the shot
. .
. I was deeply disappointed in my dad and Emma. Finally, I managed to gather enough courage and strength – by now, my legs were dangerously wobbly – and crept the last few stairs up, kneeling on the floor and ever so carefully looked around the corner into Emma’s room
