As my son and I went for a walk the other day, he said, "There are monsters all over the place today."
"Monsters aren't real," I replied. (although there are human monsters)
"Yes, they are. We just passed one."
In my family, if people are seeing things, it may be time to be evaluated by a professional. I frantically think to myself, Shit, is he starting to display the symptoms of schizophrenia?
"I don't see any monsters," I insist.
"There was one on our street, and we just walked past one."
"Where?" I ask, feeling a bit frantic. Is he really seeing monsters?
He walks over to the curb, points down at the road, and shows me a Monster drink can in the street.
"You are right. That is a monster." (I'm so embarrassed).
Story Time – Part Two
7 years ago
