I suspect the ride on the Scrambler had a lot to do with Darks’ “interesting” mind. He and I seem to be kindred spirits, but I don’t recall my own parental units having any preconceived ideas of what I may become.
It was probably the fact that I had two older brothers who thought I was their personal property, and used me as a guinea pig...
Big brothers are not nice to younger sisters...ever.
Er...to my knowledge, at least...
I was kicked in the head by a horse when I was young. That's my excuse and I'm sticking to it.
Actually, though, I'm pretty normal. You can ignore those people in my basement. They lie like crazy.
My sister was raised in the same manner as a little brother.
No sissy catering here!
“Pick up that frog! Here’s a garden slug! Check out this snake! Cool, mud!”
It’s a miracle she survived childhood.