Do you mind....do you mind checking under my bed? Did you see that the moon is full? He asked.
Yes, I saw, I said.
Are you ever afraid of the dark? he asked.
I am, sometimes, I admitted.
He nodded his head. It's easy to be scared, he said. But there's nothing under my bed, is there?
No, I replied.
I think I knew that, he said. And he laughed a little laugh.
His sister, though, approached things differently.
You see, she had realized this important truth:
If you don't venture into the dark,
you won't ever really believe.....
that the werewolves......?
Well, they exist only in your head.