Because we’re counting down the days until CURTIS, I thought it would be interesting to get the Walker brothers to share with us some of their memorable moments. In talking to them, I asked them to write a letter to their parents, recalling one or more of those moments. You’ve already seen the letters from Travis, Sawyer, Kaleb, Brendon, Braydon and Ethan, which means there’s only one left. And if you ask Zane, he’ll tell you that we saved the best for last.
Dear Mom & Pop,
Sure, I can name a couple of times when I might have been at fault. Like the time I stole a whole display of gum from the store and when Mom found it, I told her Beau did it. Of course, Mom told me she called the police on Beau and that they were going to take him to jail. I eventually confessed because I couldn’t have Beau going to jail for my crime. So, not all bad.
And maybe the time when Sawyer and Travis were helping Pop fix something on the roof and I stole the ladder and wouldn’t bring it back.
Those were minor things, though. I can think of others that weren’t my fault.
For example, what about the time when Kaleb put my bicycle in the tree. I think he said something about me leaving it in front of the door and he tripped over it or something. (I doubt that was true). I had to get Pop to get it down for me. Kaleb’s fault.
Or what about the time when Ethan convinced me that elevators were going to eat me and that if I ever got in one, I’d never get back out. We had to take the stairs for a while after that. Ethan’s fault.
Also, the time when Braydon and Brendon put the snow machine in the school cafeteria. I took the blame for that one. Then again, that was a brilliant idea. Still, that was the twins’ fault, not mine.
And the time Sawyer convinced me that I had poison ivy and the only way to get rid of it was to cover myself in Caladryl lotion and not wear clothes. I was pink. And naked. It just so happened to be the day that the ladies from church were coming over for lunch. That was Sawyer’s fault.
Truth is, THEY were the trouble makers and I was the scapegoat. Yep, that’s my story and I’m sticking to it. But don’t worry, I fully intend to corrupt my nieces and nephews to pay my brothers back for all the damage they did.
Love you tons,
Your favorite son Zane
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