I had figured out a way to scam my bank into giving me a thousand dollars every month. They would leave it in an envelope in my locker at the health club I belonged to but never used. Other members of the health club had decorated their lockers to show what generous philanthropists they were. One of the lockers lit up from the inside to show the silhouette of construction paper letters that the owner had cut out. In order to open my locker, I had to use metal Legos. The lockers were magnetic, so that the Legos would stick to them. My brother had come in from Michigan. He was wandering around outside the health club. He seemed very lost.