My celebration was short-lived, though, as Bones and I went to jump in the back of the Hog. Estelle rolled down her window and said in a tone that would scare an angry tiger, “What did I tell you about playing dangerous rock games on school property?”

She looked up at the front left fender where the Basket Barge had slammed into the Hog. “ONE DENT in my car wasn’t enough?!”

As usual, Bones thought he could help out. “I really thought the rock was going to smash your window!”

I turned around, and the idiot’s got this huge smile on his face. I gave him the death stare . . . learned it from Estelle.

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