We The Animals

Ma started talking about how unnatural it was that Paps knew how to swim, as if he was born up here in this hillbilly country, and not six hours south, in Brooklyn. In the middle of the lake the water felt blacker and cooler, and Paps swam right into a clump of slimy tar black leaves. The green numbers of the digital clock came to life. But out on that loading dock, they looked into the future and saw otherwise.