happens when three children stumble into the impossible? Will it bring
them together, or will it tear them apart?
Before we went out the door, I asked, “Mom, what’s an imp?”
She frowned at me, “Where did you hear about imps, Sweetheart?”
“Elli said there would be imps outside tonight, and imps are mean because they’ve been constipated by demons from living too close to Hell.”
Everyone stared at me. I hate that. “What?” I said and made a frowny face.
“What did Elli say about the imps, Sweetie?”
“She said they’re constipated.”
Sam started laughing, “Contaminated! Imps are contaminated.”
“Huh?” I said. “Oh, yeah! Contaminated! She said they’re contaminated!”
Everyone started laughing. Everyone but me. “What’s contaminated?”
Tom said, “Contaminated is like when something is polluted. Pollution contaminates the Earth.”
“What does that mean? Imps aren’t the Earth.”
Mom knelt down next to me, “Contaminating something is making something that was good into something that’s bad. Like when you leave food out and it gets mold on it.”
“Ohhh…,” I said. “Then, what’s constipated?”
Tom and Sam started laughing harder.
That made more mad than when they were laughing before. “What! What does it mean?”
“Constipated is being full of poop,” Sam said and kept laughing.
“Maybe imps are constipated! Maybe that’s what makes them so mean!” laughed Tom.
Sam fell on the floor laughing, “They’re contaminated with constipation!”
Mom rolled her eyes and shook her head, “Boys… Just ignore them.” She opened the door and walked out with me.