Urgh, what happened to the nice weather these past two days?

In between reading adult books, I tend to read some Goosebumps or Fear Street as a palate cleanser and also remind me of my childhood and also get me in the mood writing that kind of horror for kids.

Currently reading one of the Fear Street books and the main character wakes up thinking someone is trying to break in because of the news saying there’s a prowler breaking into houses. She screams, her parents come in, turns out it’s the classic tree branch tapping on the window. So then the Dad takes her into their bedroom, opens the bedside table and shows her the gun he has to protect them from any intruders and how ‘it’s always loaded’ and ‘right here’ and I know it’s blatantly Chekhov’s Gun but as I read it, I couldn’t help but laugh and think ‘this is so America.’