The Rock

Some little kid at the compound hurled a rock at one of our doors and it cracked into a million pieces. The party line is the kid didn't intend to break the door, it was an accident. The sixers looked at me like I was insane when I shared the party line. "How can hurling a rock at a piece of glass and breaking it be considered an accident?" one asked me. I just shrugged. I felt a bit complicit because a little kid of roughly the same size threw rocks at my window last week and I just told him to stop. He was also chewing on a huge hunk of weeds. I told him to stop eating that too, but he just ignored me. If I had done more, things may have turned out differently for that door today.