I came home last Friday to find a scorpion crawling on the wall just above my bed.
I was not pleased.
The scorpion did not live for much longer after that.
This is what a dead scorpion looks like – scraped off the wall by the cover of the book that killed it.
And my bedroom is a safe place once again, thanks to Troy and his steady book-swinging arm.
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