Back in the 1980s, I would often end up at my aunt’s house to be babysat as my mom did a lot of weekend courses for her line of work at that time. I knew being at her house meant she was allowed to discipline me if necessary. One Saturday afternoon, I was allowed to head to the mall, but only if I took my cousin, Nancy, and her friend, Jessica, with me. I was thirteen and they were both eleven at the time. I really didn’t want them to come with me because I knew I would have to watch them and