And, another thing –

15. I want to go slap some of the parents in my neighborhood. I watch them from a distance. Me at my desk typing, observing. Stepping out to get the mail I hear the children wailing, screaming. Their only audible words are — “Daddy! Nooooo!”
16. I saw her kicking first, then running away in hot pink pants down the street. I sit here and silently shout — You go girl. You go. Run as fast as you can. Don’t stop.