Posse

Last time we'd heard from Justin, he and his friends were headed to a local elementary school, half a mile away, to ride skate boards.

Suddenly, the phone rang.  I stood in the doorway while Ashley answered.  It was Justin.  There was a long pause while Ashley listened.

"Who exactly was chasing you?" she asked, half exclaiming, half laughing.

Oh Lord, I can only imagine.  The police?  Some girl's father?  A boogle of rabid weasels?  Because I know it wasn't a bunch of older boys trying to chase you down because you and your "posse" knocked over their drinks for sport!  (Just guessing...)

Oh, it was a bunch of older boys chasing you because you and your "posse" knocked over their drinks for sport?  And now you want me to come get you?  Oh, for Pete's sake!

Grrr.

- 19 August 2014