Dreams of hyenas and cops – the outline of officers glowing cerulean as they invaded the house across the street. Jenice and I returned wooden slats to a man explaining that the orange stain should take up at least half of each piece. He gave her an orange crayon and she began fixing them herself. The whole time I was holding an oak tree seed. I needed to know how much sun and water it would need to flourish. I wanted to plant it somewhere safe where the animals wouldn’t dig it up or eat it. I wanted to plant it at my house, my first house, and my dad said that it had been a good place to plant the 25 trees that were there now. But really there were 27.