Looking over my shoulder, Hilary remarks, "That reminds me of a story from my Sixth Grade Writers' Club.
Aran Valente was also in the club, and he told us about a summer when he collected fuzzy caterpillars.
I mean, he collected LOTS of them, in cardboard boxes, because he said he thought they'd make nice pets.
He ended up with so many, that from any location in the house, you could hear the sound of them munching on leaves.
Then somehow they all escaped from their boxes, spun cocoons in a bunch of different rooms, and months later the Valentes were still chasing moths out of their house."
Hilary shakes her head and adds, "He's lucky he has the type of parents who would find that kind of funny."
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