Maybe my response could have been nicer.
When she greeted me with an insincere, “Hi, how are you?” I could have responded with something better than “I’ve been better.” But I’ve never been one to sugarcoat. I’ve never been one to pretend to be anything. Direct and honest is my way.
The confrontation had been brewing.
It started several weeks ago, when she told seven neighborhood boys their bikes could not lie in the common areas of the neighborhood. I let that go. (Big sigh).
When…
