I Went To Jail

Elma's POV:

I walked downstairs with the huge suitcase; I needed a break and didn't care if Anthony joined at all.

Amber hurried to me with her little backpack. "Aunt, Josh isn't here yet."

I was supposed to go with the kids to the Maldives, but if Anthony doesn't accept, then they won't show up.

"Well, I guess it's just us. I could use the entire trip to tell you about the evil of the world."

The kid chuckled, "What are the evils of the world, aunt?"

"There is one thing more powerful than a knife or a gun, and it's those things between your legs. You either use them to put men at your mercy or you let them use it to humiliate you."

She stared at me, confused. "What thing?"

"Elma" mother frowned as she walked towards me. "Why are you saying that to a kid?"