Franny’s mom watched as Franny carried calendars, watches, and hourglasses into her room. “More junk, Franny?” she said.
“I need this stuff, Mom. It’s critical that I thoroughly understand the nature of time if this experiment is going to succeed.”
“I know your experiments are important, Franny. But look at this room: bones everywhere, drawers full of guts. I suppose that banana peel is going to stay on the floor forever. Honestly, Franny, this is the sort of thing that attracts mice.”
“I promise to clean it up, okay, Mom? But right now I have to finish this.”
Franny’s mom threw her arms in the air and walked out, leaving Franny and Igor to the experiment at hand.
