I remember as a kid, it was a treat to spend a week at my cousin’s house at the beach. One summer – I was about 12 – my two cousins and I threw a rock (OK, actually I threw it) and broke a picture window at my their neighbour’s house. We quickly made our escape and thought we had gotten away with it.
However, when we returned home about an hour later, my aunt was waiting for the three of us. She called us into the living room, made me sit on a chair across the room and had my cousins come over to her. She started yelling and screaming at her kids and abruptly left.