“What’s up?” I ask as I walk over to the toilet. She straightens up, shoots me a grin, and points. “Look…a spider.” I cautiously take a step forward and lean over, grimacing as I look into the bowl. And holy shit…a spider the size of a T rex is floating on the surface, all eight legs spread out, bent and poised to look as if it’s ready to leap out and attach itself to my face. I suppress a full spinal shudder and reach a tentative hand toward the handle to flush it.
