I was taking my customary evening walk a bit late in my apartment complex when a bunch of children came running my way. They were 8 years and younger, boys and girls, prancing around the complex in a carefree manner. My own children were upstairs, their curfew time starting earlier than that of these children.
One of the girls suddenly chimed, "Aunty, your son threw stones at us."
One of the girls suddenly chimed, "Aunty, your son threw stones at us."
