A rumbling kind of sigh escaped through Dad's gritted teeth. "What's the name of the girl who broke our screen door?"

"Megan. She hates me with a fierce passion, and she's a mega-bitch."

"Leigh," he snapped.

I adjusted my large floppy hat and long sleeves to see that they hid everything for the hundredth time since he'd arrived home. "She threw a rock at the door. See?" I said, nodding my head at the rock I'd picked up on my way back. "I'll pay for it." ...