- Vol. 07
- Chapter 11
We can hear her heels clicking on the hardwood fasterfaster down the hallway.
We jump into our beds, squealing, pull the covers uparoundus.
e x p l o d e s open
and we cover our mouths, muffling laughter.
looking for offenders of the curfew.
As she gets closer we realize with horror that weLEFTtheJARout(!)
It is sitting
with spiders, grasshoppers and slugs. Our afternoon discoveries. Another step and she k i c k s it.
Steel toe in glass. The ecosystem escaping onto dusty pantyhose.