We played cops and robbers on February 14th, never knowing because (let's face it) the St. Valentine's Day Massacre was pretty obscure, as far as history went. And I got a five on the AP US History exam.And yeah, maybe playing cops and robbers was a little immature for seventeen, but you always do immature stuff when you're trying to get the girl. Besides, it was sort of fun. You didn't get too many excuses to be outside in the middle of winter. It was nice to be out here without having to worry about getting sunburned, and hiding back and forth with her. One cop. One robber.
Who even cared if it was stupid? We were just kids, as far as anyone else was concerned, and we were having fun. And I got to tackle her to the ground like this was football and then she hardly had any breath to laugh, but couldn't help but laugh anyway.
Maybe we were just in the mood because it was Valentine's Day, but did that make it any different? It was still good.
We didn't think about any victims of anything, that day. We just lay laughing in the grass.
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