The only thing we have to fear… Is Fear Street
Jack and I are at the train station waiting to head to NYC to see his dad. Missed the 3:21 and actually caught the 4!
me: Look, free books! (I poke through the rack in the station)
Jack: I’m gonna use my sonic screwdriver on this soda machine…
me: Hey here’s an R.L. Stine book. Fear Street. Looks good. Want it? (I read the back flap out loud.)
Jack: (in his most extreme sarcastic voice) Mom, FEAR street? Come on!!
Jack: Those books are so completely predictable!!