Mia tugged his sleeve. “No, Dad. The science lady at school said baking soda is magic.”
“Plug it!” Mia yelled.
“It’s just a clog, sweetie,” Leo sighed, reaching for the industrial-grade chemical cleaner under the sink. The bottle was covered in skulls and dire warnings: DO NOT BREATHE FUMES. WEAR GLOVES. CALL A PRIEST. clean drain with baking soda