There was a knock at the door. It was a small boy, about six years
Old.
Something of his had found its way into my garage, he said, and
He wanted it back.
Upon opening the garage door, I noticed two additions: a baseball and
A broken window sporting a baseball-sized hole. "How do you suppose
This ball got in here?" I asked the boy.
Taking one look at the ball, one look at the window, and one look at
Me,
The boy exclaimed, "Wow ! I must have thrown it right through that hole!"
Old.
Something of his had found its way into my garage, he said, and
He wanted it back.
Upon opening the garage door, I noticed two additions: a baseball and
A broken window sporting a baseball-sized hole. "How do you suppose
This ball got in here?" I asked the boy.
Taking one look at the ball, one look at the window, and one look at
Me,
The boy exclaimed, "Wow ! I must have thrown it right through that hole!"