It was the summer of '78 and our mother gave birth to her 5 child.

Our mother was a teacher's aid and didn't work in the summers.

I didn't attend summer school that year so it was my job to 

stay at home and watch my baby sister while my mom ran errands.

My mother went to run errands and I knew not to open the door for

anyone. But I was 9 years old and I don't think that I forgot the rule

I just think that I was a kid. No sooner than my mom left there was 

a knock at the door. I opened it and it was the older lady who lived

down the hall's grandson...