Dear Mulberry,
“No. No. We’re making a huge trap,” you say, running back and forth to the sink with your soap bottle. Someone confirmed soap is slippery. You blocked the start and the finish with rocks, and you were growing the soap puddle bigger and bigger, the concrete darkening and the groups of bubbles spreading.
“Let’s make it super duper hard, right? We got to do it super duper hard. We’re making a trap. Mosquitoes might land in here, right?
Love,
Teacher Michelle