Mom and dad hammered that don't-throw-stones-from-glass-houses line into me. Guess I should've listened. A couple years back I was still the holier-than-thou honor-roll virgin who ratted on every neighbor I caught breaking the rules. One of those stones bounced right back and left my squeaky-clean reputation in bits. It happened right after I turned eighteen. The folks took off for a two-week Caribbean cruise, first time they left me solo. They trusted me, the straight-A good girl, to hold the house together. So when Mrs. Connor's package landed at our door by mistake, I marched over like some squeaky saint to drop it in her hands. What waited inside her living room was filth I never saw coming, and Sasha was about to learn her prim little self had a filthy streak too.
Mom and dad hammered that don't-throw-stones-from-glass-houses line into me. Guess I should've listened. A couple years back I was still the holier-than-thou honor-roll virgin who ratted on every neighbor I caught breaking the rules. One of those stones bounced right back and left my squeaky-clean reputation in bits. It happened right after I turned eighteen. The folks took off for a two-week Caribbean cruise, first time they left me solo. They trusted me, the straight-A good girl, to hold the house together. So when Mrs. Connor's package landed at our door by mistake, I marched over like some squeaky saint to drop it in her hands. What waited inside her living room was filth I never saw coming, and Sasha was about to learn her prim little self had a filthy streak too.