On Sunday. The first piece of the egg cracked off, just before sunset. It didn’t do much after that, and I couldn’t see much in the egg besides darkness.

On Monday. It hatched in full. A small green lizard with wings, no bigger than the size of my palm. I named him Bowser.

On Tuesday. Bowser reeked havoc on my apartment complex. It set my neighbors car on fire. It ate my landlords wheelchair. It set fire to the playground in the center.

On Wednesday. I got an eviction notice.