"Parents have wide latitude in what they can give and withhold from their children." I opened my mouth but she held up a finger to stop me. "Parents b...y things for their kids, right?" I nodded. "Maybe it's a Christmas present, or a birthday present, or just because the child begs for it. But the fact is that nobody would say that the parent can't then withhold whatever that was if the situation changes. Like for punishment. You get your kid an IPod because he got good grades. Then his grades. .." she pleaded right back.I felt it best not to push her. "I'll call you." No... just... please don't... I can't see you anymore."I sat in the backseat of my car, oblivious as it wound its way very slowly through the crowded streets of the Upper East Side. Actually, I was pretty oblivious to everything. There was a buzzing noise somewhere around me.At first, I fumbled around as if searching for my alarm clock before realizing I was in a car. That's about when I noticed that the buzzing was. "Nathanial grinned and looked back at the camp. "Don't stay here too long, Neil." he warned. "It might be nice, but you've got so much else you could do."Neil nodded, looking back at camp. Dozens of cars lined the admin road and side road beside the Cave. Counselors packed bags, suitcases and boxes into them, laughing and hugging each other. Neil felt a twinge and looked back. "She likes to be the dirty girl" he said softly.Nathanial's eyes rose and he grinned, glancing at the door of the limo.. "We have no reservations and no questions at all. Just relax OK? Look there," he pointed at Tony who was sitting Anita back down at the table and imploring her to finish her lunch.Tina just laughed. "Yeah, yeah, I see what you mean. I love her too but it's kind of hard to compete with that." Tony can I still come to the concert today?" Anita asked him."Well little one, I don't know." You don't?" Nope, I'm just the brother; don't you think there are other people you should be asking?" Oh, yeah,.