That day, twelve Flynn cousins hung from the rope swing, whooping and hollering until our parents came out to ask us “just what do you all think you are doing?!” I didn’t know the word for it then, but today I do. We were bonding.
That day, twelve Flynn cousins hung from the rope swing, whooping and hollering until our parents came out to ask us “just what do you all think you are doing?!” I didn’t know the word for it then, but today I do. We were bonding.
