“He usually bowls 4 games,” Charlie told me. “Here is a towel as he will be in a sweaty mess when he finishes.”
I picked up Horsefly at 6 PM and away we went. Horsefly only sits in the backseat as if you were his chauffer.
I bowled one game and bowled horribly at that. Horsefly would laugh when I bowled a gutter ball.
“Everybody bowls a gutter ball sometimes,” he said to me affectionately.
Horsefly bowled magnificently. One game he bowled all strikes and one spare. I also ate a hamburger from the concession stand. Our bowling alley has the best burgers in the Valley. Charlie said I reeked of onions when we got back to his house.
I took him home about 8 PM and Charlie was on pins and needles.
“He didn’t try to pitch a temper tantrum, did he?” Charlie asked.
“Don’t worry,” I replied. “Things went perfectly fine.”
It was the least I could do for Charlie as much as he has done for me lately. This probably means I will be taking Horsefly bowling more often which suits me just fine.
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Our bowling alley had the best chili dogs!
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