"Oh, hello, Derek Gould."
"Hi, Miss Triti. I've seemed to..."
"...throw your basketball into my backyard, again?" the beautiful 5'9", dark-skinned 24-year-old woman finished for her 5'0" pale 13-year-old neighbor as she showed him his spherical object. "I'm guessing this was an accident too."
"I swear I didn't do this on purpose."
"I believe you, kid, even though my yard is the only place that ball has fallen in." She gave the ball back to Derek. "Try to play somewhere else, OK?"
"Sure, ma'am. Thanks." Derek walked away to continue dribbling, while Miss Ruth Triti sighed.
I know exactly why you keep doing this, Derek, she