Run: 2026-03-11-01KKFE8A55CSPE0KRAEX14BVWW

Crouched behind a thorny rose bush at the edge of a sun-dappled suburban cul-de-sac, Molly and Bill gripped the lopsided handles of their neon pink wagon, its loose wheel clattering every time one of them shifted to avoid a stabbing rose thorn. Bill’s thrifted clown suit, emblazoned with a faded “10th BIRTHDAY” iron-on, had a disintegrating red nose that kept tumbling into his lap, and his oversized clown shoes, two sizes too big, were caked in mud from the trek across the neighborhood park. Molly’s popsicle-stick tiara had slipped so far down her nose she could only peek out from under its lopsided edge, her “princess” gown stained with a ketchup smudge from the gas station lunch they’d eaten an hour prior. Across the lawn, cake-streaked kids chased an escaped neighbor’s chicken, while the birthday boy’s parents bickered over burnt hot dogs by the grill, too distracted to glance at the stack of unopened presents piled by the patio, wrapped in unicorn and dinosaur paper, a giant Lego set peeking out of the top. A very territorial golden retriever napped on the top step, the only barrier between them and their haul. Bill prodded Molly’s elbow, his voice a harsh whisper: “You sure the cheese puffs will work?” Molly swatted his hand away, hissing: “TikTok said it would, shut up.”