"I don't know if there are many beetles on the farm this year. If there are, you'll see quite a fascinating scene!"
Her eyes narrowed into slits, letting Lance feel a joy naturally rising from her heart, completely unhidden, coming from the depth of her soul!
"There will be many beetles pushing cow dung around the farm. We used to each catch one, and only give it a ball of dung..."
Emily couldn't help but say, "Pat, you're a lady. You can't keep talking about this!"
William kept laughing, holding his wife's hand, "Dear, I find it amusing. No one said farm kids can't play with beetles. I used to play with them when I was a kid."
Patricia, supported by William, made a face at Emily, then continued talking to Lance, "Then the beetles will push the ball of dung together from different directions, and whoever pushes it away wins."
"The winner gets to choose food first at dinner!"
