Lo clutches my hand as we walk. “Maybe they found mold or something.” Good theory. “Maybe a turtle had babies in the bathtub.” Lo considers this and then says, “And the shower is definitely full of snakes.” “Monkeys,” I add. “There’s a monkey nest in the cabinet.” I picture Jumanji, a full out zoo inside the bathroom with ivy and deadly plants. Killer bees come next. “Monkeys don’t have nests,” Lo says. Where do monkeys live then? “You two are fucking weird,” Ryke says. Our imaginations are vast. It doesn’t help that we love comic books more than reality.
