“Bubba, you swashed it.”
“Squashed. I squashed it.”
“Why?” Randy watched his brother pick it up with a paper towel from the kitchen and toss it in the trash with the banana peels and the empty TV dinners.
“Cause, when ya see a bug inside, ya squash it.”
“Where’s it go now dat its swashed?”
“Squashed. Nowhere. Its dead. Like the dragon in that movie we watched. The prince killed it.”
Later, Randy spotted a ladybug crawling up the wall.
When ya see a bug…