
WHEN I was younger, I would dare my father to dare me to touch crawling insects, just so I could see his reaction when I actually did it. My mom would stand by the kitchen counter and giggle at my tactics, and maybe I would include her also, or perhaps dad was the one to smother...

WHEN I was younger, I would dare my father to dare me to touch crawling insects, just so I could see his reaction when I actually did it. My mom would stand by the kitchen counter and giggle at my tactics, and maybe I would include her also, or perhaps dad was the one to smother...