I was puzzled. Why was she so upset? I jumped the last few steps of the bleachers and caught up with Michelle on the field as she stomped off. I lightly grabbed her arm and asked her to stop. “What’s wrong? Why won’t you tell me how fast your brother can run?”

Michelle frowned and said, “My brother is crippled.”

She marched away as I stood there speechless. I trudged back to my car, angry with my sister for getting me into this mess in the first place. She was definitely going to be walking home again today.

When I got back to my car, my sister was laughing her head off. This just made me even angrier than ever. “Well, I hope you’re happy with yourself,” I told her. “You just made me look like an idiot and made Michelle feel about two inches tall. What do you have to say for yourself?”

My sister looked at me and smiled from ear to ear. “Oh, I wish I had a camera so I could get a picture of the look on your face right now. Michelle is an actor on the school drama team and was helping me get back at you for making me walk home last week. She doesn’t even have a brother, you big goof-ball.”

Needless to say, I never made my sister walk home ever again!

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