[RavenSong]

Well, back in the early 1970's, I was that 16-year-old foster child who would have thrown a fit if I had an 8 p.m. curfew on a Friday night (unless I was grounded or something). As I recall, I had an 11 p.m. curfew on Friday and Saturday nights, as long as I had behaved well during the week and had done all my chores.

I wouldn't have run away though, mainly because running away from a foster home was automatic grounds to be sent to reform school back in those years.

I wouldn't be surprised if she calls you later tonight, wanting to come back home. I hope she does...it's dangerous out there in the streets. Hang in there, teenage girls can be a handful...