There I stood, stupefied. I wanted to run, but I was too scared. I knew Mrs. Cavellini could catch me like she caught the others, and that would only would make it that much worse for me.
She was in her early '40's then. Dark hair and olive skin. She was short, but with a lithe and athletic build. Her green eyes seem to go right through you when she was angry, which seemed to be always.
She walked towards me, stopping about 2 feet away.
"Why do you kids do this?!" She said in her slightly accented English. "I tell you no play here but you play anyway!"
"I'm sorry, Mrs. Cavellini. I didn't...." She cut me off before I could finish my sentence.