their house.

When I was really little (4 & 5), the Whittinghams lived across the street from us. We were friends with Freddie and Brady, and Cary and Kyle were teenagers or almost teenagers. My brother and I were at their house once, and Cary and Kyle were in their living room. One of them (I think Kyle) raised a gun at the other and pretended to shoot him. Cary yelled and lifted up his shirt, where he had spread ketchup.

The Whittinghams are good people, even if they scared the crap out of a couple of little kids.