Three 10 year old boys sat on the grass beneath a “No Parking” sign, taking in the last days of summer, before school started up again.
“Do you think dragons are real?” Devon asked, a tinge of hope in voice.
“Yes,” Matthew said, immediately, sitting up on his knees in excitement.
“O course not,” Tyler said, at the same time. He pushed his hair out of his eyes and looked out his friends incredulously. “They’re imaginary. Like vampires.”
“Maybe they’re more like aliens,” Devon said, “And they could be real we just haven’t seen any yet, so we have to make up what they look like.”
“No way,” Tyler said.
Matthew wrinkled his nose. “Nu-hu. There’re real. Kevin said he saw one.”
“Your brother’s an idiot,” Tyler said. “Didn’t he flunk math last year?”
“Okay, but people have seen them before,” Matthew said.
They glared at each other.
“If they are real, would you want one as a pet?” Devon asked.
“Yes,” Matthew said.
“Definitely,” Tyler agreed.
They grinned in agreement.