“To the kiddie pool!” I yelled. For some weird reason, the water in the kiddie pool is always salty and over eighty-five degrees.
“Grampa! Get in and lure the crawdads into the water!”
Grampa got in and, sure enough, his hand changed back to its normal, bony self.
“Hey, crawdads!” Grampa yelled at the monsters. “Your mama eats barnacles off a beluga’s belly!”
“That’s cold,” said Jubal.
The angered crawdads jumped into the water and began to vibrate. Within seconds, they were transformed into their old selves.
“Boy! It’s great to be back to normal,” said Nate, “but I sure am gonna miss that tough, spiny exoskeleton.”
