“You might be wondering about what this curse is. Every thousand years, we are faced with a plague of insects in swarms in quantities of a thousand summers. Locusts, gnats, bees, and some arachnids mixed in,” Laurel said. “Of immense proportion...”
"Missouri. That's a long way from Maine." Colby looked over at the little man bravely traveling with the unwieldy tray and quickly shook his head. "It all looks really great, but I'm vegan and don't drink coffee." He shrugged and settled himself back into the booth properly, then raised his voice so that it carried to their resilient waiter. "Thanks anyway, sir."
Brid slid into the seat opposite to Colby, clutching hot chocolate and a slice of banana bread, and turned to watch the man talking, shaking her head at his words. “If there are spiders I’m out.” She muttered under her breath, only half joking, before raising her voice so that Laurel could hear her. “I’ve heard of swarms of normal sized bugs but not enormous ones. How are you expecting us to fight something that big? If these bugs are as large as you’re saying then they’re way bigger than us plus we’re almost all kids.”