Weeks, Laura, Paige and I went for a walk today through a cemetery down the street. Paige found a quarter on a tombstone and picked it up. She said something like, "I found a quarter from 1987, my birth year!" She was going to pocket it, but I told her to put it back...

A few hours later I find a quarter lying on the floor in my room. I giggled to myself while thinking of the quarter incident earlier at the cemetery. I picked up the quarter and looked at the year...1987! I immediately accused Paige of stealing the quarter from that person's grave. She denied it so I wanted to go check for myself to see if the quarter was still there. We arrived at the cemetery and I walked up to the tombstone...The quarter was gone! Paige still denied that she took the quarter. I had to trade her a quarter for her 1987 quarter to replace the one that was on the tombstone.

Paige was very angry with me and she looked me in the eye and told me she didn't take the quarter. I guess I believe her for now. I will ask her again when I read this entry years from now. She is more likely to tell the truth then I think...