You In Trouuuuuuuuuuuuuble

We stood at the street corner, the “Don’t Walk” digital letters and red hand greeting us. A family of a young mother, father, and little girl, maybe 5 years old, stopped beside us. The little girl, long brown hair in pigtails, black patent leather shoes shining, proudly pronounced, “DON’T WALK!” “That’s right,” her mother said, “We’re being careful.”

At that moment an older woman briefly stopped at the street corner, looked both ways to insure no cars were approaching, then scurried across the street, blatantly disregarding the red hand in front of us. A few steps into the intersection we were all surprised by a loud gasp, followed by a tiny voice: “Ooooooo-oooooooooooooooooo, SHE’S WALKING!”

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