Since
Kenly is
so talented, we thought she should try her hand at putt-putt while visiting Nana and Papa in Tennessee. She looked like a natural carrying her golf ball and putter.
She stepped up to the green. Papa taught her how to hold the putter. They sent the ball rolling
and....
Kenly's heart broke. Her beloved yellow golf ball ran away.
She cried some more....
The she wailed a little longer. There were even tears. As soon as the beloved yellow golf ball was in hand again, her heart healed and life was good again.
I guess she won't be a golf prodigy after all. Can I be thankful now?
She stepped up to the green. Papa taught her how to hold the putter. They sent the ball rolling and....
Kenly's heart broke. Her beloved yellow golf ball ran away.
She cried some more....
The she wailed a little longer. There were even tears. As soon as the beloved yellow golf ball was in hand again, her heart healed and life was good again.
I guess she won't be a golf prodigy after all. Can I be thankful now?
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