The Proposal

When Dad asked me to come out to the house on Wednesday afternoon to stake out the waterfalls behind our house, I thought nothing of his request. We occasionally have teenagers that gather at the falls after school to drink or light fireworks. Dad told me on Monday that they had been down there lately, and requested that after my English class on Wednesday, I would come out and try to catch the kids between 3:00 and 3:15 p.m., when they're usually down there. Of course, I said "sure!"

So when I came out to my parent's house on Wednesday, I was all set to catch these neighborhood kids that were up to no good. I was wearing an old gray sweater (to blend in to the woods) and I grabbed my digital camera (to take pictures of the kids), and even put my cell phone on silent so if it rang, it wouldn't scare the kids away. I was set. Or so I thought.

When I pulled in my driveway, however, I found something much different than I expected:
( Warning: TONS of pictures! )