Summer of the Monsters

by David Sodergren

Click-clack, clickety-clack, Through the woods they come. Click-clack, hide your crack, They bite you on your bum.

It’s been two years, dad. I know you miss her. I do too, and not just sometimes. Literally every single day.

“No. I just… she’s so old. She’s like, forty or something.”

“Normal is overrated,” she said.

“But I think you have to keep going, because sometimes you find happiness in the most unexpected places, don’t you?”