It has been a family tradition...forever...that Romi and my dad break the wishbone.
I don't know why we continue this because Romi wins every single year.
Making their wishes.
Once again...
The winner is...
Romi consoling my dad after his loss...
My dad threw a little twist in this year. After his loss he pulled another wishbone out of his pocket. It was a teeny tiny one.
It appeared he had won.
He couldn't believe it.
He was so excited (until Romi informed him that it didn't count because it was an impostor wishbone).
Maybe next year dad...I doubt it though.
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