Me is going to the Larson's farm for the summer and he doesn't know what to expect. Me is driving with a cop to the Larson's place and he wonders what this suumer will be like."so I hear yer goin to the larson's" spit 'yes I said", we were having a disscusion on the way to the larson's to meet my cousin Harris.  "Well I better warn you", "why I asked' them Larsons are not regular folk". Just then as he started to say something we pulled into the farm. The quarter of mile long drive way was open to large fields and house. The shierif honk his horn, a family started to come from all drections 2 came from the house one came from the barn and the one I suspected was Harris came from the granry. "I think I'm early", said the sheriff. Not at all said Clair.  "Well damn I was just geting out of bed". SMACK. That was Glenis and which I would later come to know that getting hit by Glennis was a regular afair.  "Well I think I smell pie", said the sheriff. "That you do" ,said Clair. "Well let me take your stuff into the house",said Glennis. I froze I had my private things in there,which included my"dourty pictures".