And we re enjoying ourselves. But then I notice Dad smiling, and I wonder what he s smiling at. I try to get my sister to stop having fun, but she s found a bug. It s a grasshopper. There ll be no stopping her now.
Any bug is good for hours of diversion.
A bug that hops is pure gold. I duck back into the shed to get our bug jar. As I come back out with the jar I run smack into Dad dragging the hose through the metal doorway. I have to clean your toilet. It s a bucket, I blurt, emboldened by the collision.