Probably a Phase

“It’s a dreamcatcher,” his son said.

“Ah,” Tim said, staring at the artistic horror. “Why are there chicken guts in it?”

“Because it’s an evil dreamcatcher. To curse people.”

It’s a phase, Tim thought. He’s going through a phase.

“Cool . . .” he said aloud. “How?”

“It uses a person’s possession to curse them!”

“Right . . . Then why are my keys woven into it?”

“Oh, sorry. Those are a placeholder. Do you feel cursed at all?”

Tim shrugged. “Disturbed, maybe?”

“Good!”

“Say, kiddo. Do you want to take up a sport maybe? Baseball?”

“Evil baseball?”

“Sure . . .” It’s gotta be a phase, he thought.