Married Leos

Ok so as the King previously wrote, his cousin was over helping dig the holes for the deck. The four younger kids were watching TV when the King and his cousin were done, the Big One and I were in my bedroom watching our soap.

The King runs up the stairs and says, What broke?” I said “I don’t know. I didn’t hear anything.” The Kings says he heard a glass brake, the sound of a window.  So he looks to see if any of the kids broke the windows in their rooms, I checked the main floor while the King and his cousin go to the basement. The King sees that someone had broke our escape window in our basement with a huge pink rock.

Both guys run outside to see if they see any kids running away, I too go out to see if I see anything, of course we don’t see not one person around. So we all go inside, I tell the King that I am going to call the cops so that they can finger print the rock, he laughs at me. I said “look, I want the punk or punks that broke our window to pay to get a new one!” I then decide to go back outside again, perhaps the kids that broke the window would sneek back to see what the damage was. So I peeked around our fence, maybe they were still hiding. Nope no one.

So I figured I would go to our neighbors behind us to see if maybe they saw kids running from our area. As I was just about to go towards the house directly behind us, I noticed a kid looking out his kitchen window at me, his house is diagnally from ours, to me he had a guilty look on his face.  So I said oh what the heck I will start with his house. So I go and knock on the door and the kid answers (still with a scared look), I asked him if his mom was home, he responded “no”, so I then ask if his father is home he replies hold on, a guy comes to the door and asks if he could help me, all the while this kid is standing there looking like he is ready to pee his pants. So I told him that someone had broken my window about 15 minutes ago and I was wondering if he had seen anyone running from my house. He quickly looks at the boy and says “didn’t you just come in 15 minutes ago?” The boy says, “no, I came in 30 minutes ago” The man says “oh I don’t think so, do you know anything about this lady’s window”? The kid replies “no”. I mention to the man that his boy was at my house playing with my boy and another friend earlier in the day, and I then asked the boy if he knew where my boy was, he said no but that all three boys went for a walk and that my son had wanted a pink rock from the house next door to this boy that looked like he had something to hide, and then he said that my boy was the one who broke the window. My first reaction? Yes it could very well be my son, I could see him do it. So as I was going to find my boy, the man told the boy that his story didn’t make any sense and that he would have his wife come to my house as soon as she came home and talked to their boy.

So I go looking for my boy and find him at the other kids house that was hanging out with him earlier. I told that kids mother that my son was in deep shit and told her why, she responded “oh no no no, your son and my son have been in my back yard for at least 30-40 minutes, her husband said the same thing, he was out in their back yard building his deck and said the boys could not have possibly broken the window. So I tell my boy to come with me and ask the mother if she could come too so that we can tell this man that our boys had an alibi.

So we approach the house and the man opens the door as we get closer, he states that his wife just got home and is talking to their son, I mention to him the where abouts of my son and his friend, then man says his wife will come out as soon as she is done talking to their son. Ok, fine no problem is my response. I walk to the front of my house and tell my husband that I think I have the found the person who broke our window.

As we are talking the scared boy and his mother come to our house, she introduces herself and states that her son admitted braking the window but that it was an accident. She continues her story stating that her son was coming to our house and tripped over our hose and that he fell toward our window where the rock was laying on top of the silver metal thing that is right infront of the escape window, (I cannot think of the name of that metal thing). I looked at her and thought to myself “are you fucking kidding me? You believe that story?” OMG!!! Of course I hate when parents always have in their conversations “oh my son/daughter would never do that, I HATE IT! Here I was going to beat the crap out of MY son because this ladys son said that my son did it, now he changed his story!! First of all the hose were nowhere near the escape window, so he didn’t trip on the hose, second there is no way that a rock that size would be able to balance itself on that metal thingy, IMPOSSIBLE!!!!!!!! So of course she says “well if its replacing it that you want us to do we will do it. NO SHIT DUMB ASS AND WHILE YOU ARE WRITING A CHECK TO PAY FOR MY WINDOW THAT YOUR SON DIDN’T BREAK ON PURPOSE I HAVE SWAMP LAND TO SELL YOUR ASS!!! My son proceeds to tell the kid that he knows he did it on purpose because the boy was mad at my son because he had wanted to play with a certain water gun that the third boy was playing with, so they had exchanged some words and the kid left, looking like he was on his way home. So this kid gets pissed at my son and he takes it out on my window, nice huh.

I called several places for estimates, and I cannot believe that no one likes business. Only one person called me back and gave me an estimate of $454.00, well I dont care what the price is this lady will be paying for it. The kid had his nerve to come back, this time with some other kids and he started pointed at my son, this lady has no idea how nasty I will get when it comes to protecting my young, her son needs to stay on his side of the block and stop crossing over to our yard. What the heck is wrong with parents believing that kind of story? I would have never believed that story from my son , not in a million years.

I was so determined to find out who did it and I am so glad that I didn’t stop looking. It felt like a needle in a hay stack in the beginning but at the end it was easier then I thought.

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