"Michael James Donaldson!" The shout had come from behind him, and Mikey immediately recognized the sound of his mother's voice. "Just what do you think you're doing?"
He turned to see his mother coming out of the back door of his house. He wondered where Karyn was. She was supposed to keep his mother busy while he fixed Mrs. Higgins. He didn't like the look on his mom's face very much.
"Alright, young man," she said coming over and taking him by the arm. "Let's go!"
"Mom," he pleaded, "you don't understand."
"Oh, I understand alright," she told him. "I understand that you were peeping through that hole at that woman...even after I specifically told you not to. Now, get up to your room and get ready for a spanking."
He snatched his arm out of her grip. "I don't want a spanking!" he spit back at her.
"Well, that's too bad," she said, getting angrier at his defiance. "It's time that you learned that you can't always get what you want out of life."
He glared at her. "Yes, I can," he said, "and right now, I want you to be..."
