My parents are good parents. At least one of them is home almost all of the time, but they like to go on trips. They're here one day and then the next morning I wake up to a note that says "Went to Peru. Be back sometime." or "Gone to Japan. Don't get into trouble." And then, one day, when they should've been in France, I saw them striding through the university with sleek, black guns hanging at their sides.