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The Wintergrass Family
"Walter, gosh dang it! If I've told you once, I've told you a thousand times, turn that dang hose off and stop showering in my yard!" Mr. Conklin hissed at
his terribly confused and dilusional neighbor, Walter Wintergrass.
Walter looked at him with a daze and smiled a playful grin as he set his fanny pack to the left side of him. "But Mr. Conklin I can't find my teapot!"
Mr. Conklin sighed with a roll of the eyes and folded his hands across him. "Walter, last week you dropped your cupcake, the week before that the rope to
your bathroom fell, and now this. I can't take any more of your nonsense. Your problems do not even remotely relate to your bathing habits in my yard. Please take
your things and go home, Walter."
Another ordinary day in the life of a Wintergrass.
Walter Wintergrass lived on the street corner of a neighborhood filled with high rollers. His one story, two bedroom, house was on the outer core of this
high priced neighborhood, so he was greeted with bland perosnalities everywhere he turned. Along with him, lived his mother, Gertrude. Without a man on her arm or
young children to take care of, Gerty was on a mission to revive her inner youth. Together, they were thought of as a psychotic power couple.
But the only duo Walter wanted to be a part of was with his brother Borus. Walter admired his older brother Borus, with his dry humor and crazy antics.
From their early childhood, Borus and Walter were inseparable. He remembered the day Borus stomped in the room, upset. Borus explained to Walter that his father
told him how it was immoral, and wrong to marry your brother. Borus was never the same after that day, and neither was Walter.
Honestly, Walter never thought much of marriage. He knew that they were in love with eachother, and they did not need a legal document to prove it.
When the two boys were still young, their selfish, dream-killing father left the two of them alone with their mother. He claimed he was going on a quick trip,
but never returned. Borus was happy for him to be out of the picture, but longed for some kind of stable relationship with his Papa.
Although the Wintergrasses have been through some tough times, Borus, Walter, and Gertrude still hold a bond that no man, no neighbors or no incest-legal
rights can break.
his terribly confused and dilusional neighbor, Walter Wintergrass.
Walter looked at him with a daze and smiled a playful grin as he set his fanny pack to the left side of him. "But Mr. Conklin I can't find my teapot!"
Mr. Conklin sighed with a roll of the eyes and folded his hands across him. "Walter, last week you dropped your cupcake, the week before that the rope to
your bathroom fell, and now this. I can't take any more of your nonsense. Your problems do not even remotely relate to your bathing habits in my yard. Please take
your things and go home, Walter."
Another ordinary day in the life of a Wintergrass.
Walter Wintergrass lived on the street corner of a neighborhood filled with high rollers. His one story, two bedroom, house was on the outer core of this
high priced neighborhood, so he was greeted with bland perosnalities everywhere he turned. Along with him, lived his mother, Gertrude. Without a man on her arm or
young children to take care of, Gerty was on a mission to revive her inner youth. Together, they were thought of as a psychotic power couple.
But the only duo Walter wanted to be a part of was with his brother Borus. Walter admired his older brother Borus, with his dry humor and crazy antics.
From their early childhood, Borus and Walter were inseparable. He remembered the day Borus stomped in the room, upset. Borus explained to Walter that his father
told him how it was immoral, and wrong to marry your brother. Borus was never the same after that day, and neither was Walter.
Honestly, Walter never thought much of marriage. He knew that they were in love with eachother, and they did not need a legal document to prove it.
When the two boys were still young, their selfish, dream-killing father left the two of them alone with their mother. He claimed he was going on a quick trip,
but never returned. Borus was happy for him to be out of the picture, but longed for some kind of stable relationship with his Papa.
Although the Wintergrasses have been through some tough times, Borus, Walter, and Gertrude still hold a bond that no man, no neighbors or no incest-legal
rights can break.