“No swimming, no swimming, no swimming,” she says over and over. He sits down with her on the edge of a chaise lounge and tells the boys to sit next to him. They don’t. One picks up a towel and wears it as a cape. “I am Super Monster Blake Man, and I’m going to eat you!” he shouts to his brother and starts to lumber after him, heading toward the bathroom. The boy without the cape takes one running step forward, clearly trying to get ahead of his brother, and one of the lifeguards blows his whistle. “No running on the pool deck!” the lifeguard yells from his chair. Now it looks as if the no-cape brother is about to cry as well. “Come here, Leo,” Mr. Killer Abs says, with his arms still full of Sloane, who seems to have stopped crying. Leo doesn’t come, though; he seems frozen in place. “Blake, you, too,”
