Dec 9, 2021
4 min read
That Time My Arch Nemesis Was a Seven -Year -Old Boy
He turned me into a curmudgeon who doesn’t want neighbors
His name was Lawson, and I felt a little bad for hating him. After all, it isn’t nice — or socially acceptable — to hate a child. You can get away with hating children in general, but one child in particular? That crosses a line.
