“Grandma, what’s the scariest thing you’ve ever seen?” He curled up closer as the two watched a vampire movie. “Three chairs.” “Whaaat?! That’s not right. Tell me the truth.” “Oh, no, it wasn’t the chairs themselves. It was what they meant. I went to a café with three of my closest friends, but the café was attacked by terrorists. They told us they would kill anyone who didn’t sit down. There were only three chairs.”