“One night I realized that everything I had told her, and how I had helped raise her to be independent and have respect for herself had sunk in. I got a call about 10:30 from her needing me to come pick her up. Evidentially, the young man she had been with wanted a little more than just a movie. She knocked two of his teeth loose and walked out of the theater. That’s where I picked her up.”
Congratulations on raising a fine daughter. I won’t ask where you buried the young man’s body.
I didn’t bury him, but I did let him know I have a 00 buck shell with his name on it if I ever see him near the house again.