On a hot summer day that feels like it’s lasted forever, two brothers stretch out in the back seat of an abandoned car in a strip-mall parking lot. They pass the time thinking up another place, scattering ketchup-soaked fries around their whale of a car to attract the garbage gulls. They have to leave just the right amount, the older boy tells the younger, so enough gulls will come. Enough to lift them up in their tangle of wings and take them to the sea.