We were standing in line at Tim Horton's, a father and his 2 young daughters and a son ahead of us. The one daughter, about 10, kept bugging her father to go to their car.
Finally, after several whiny requests, he gave up in frustration and said, "Ok, ***, you may go to the car."
Now this is 8 pm and darkness is falling. He did not look back but I sure did. I stood there ready in a moment to run toward her if someone should bother her.
It's a sad commentary of our world but after reading yesterday how Jaycee was abducted outside her home, father right there seeing it all, I got chills.
We sat at a table and the family sat down elsewhere, totally out of view of the car. Maybe that's why my tummy is always upset, I worry ~ ~ ~