“Still, it’s good you moved away from the South when you did,” she comforts me. “According to a website I was reading about gators who kill, more and more gators are becoming killers. One gator, they opened him up, and they found twenty-two dog collars inside.” A pause. “Mom, that doesn’t sound . . .” “No, it doesn’t sound real at all, now that I say it out loud.”
