Every Sunday, the Kids Next Door Cleaned Up Our Neighborhood – Until I Discovered What They Were Really Doing

house first.”

I turned to her.

“Why?”

“Because Ben broke your flowerpot last summer.”

I remembered.

A baseball came over the fence and knocked a clay pot from my porch.

Ben appeared at my door crying before I even noticed it was broken.

I told him accidents happened and refused the five dollars he offered from his allowance.

Laura continued.

“He said you didn’t continue reading …