Three Alarms

By the time I&rsquo;m home from work, the longest stuffed monkey in the world is hanging its head in my apartment complex dumpster. Seven feet of monkey, beautiful almond fur, four-foot legs dangling with its throat crushed against the rim. &ldquo;Rough night?&rdquo; I ask, and pull the car into a spot. Lately we&rsquo;ve been getting emails from our apartment complex, subject line TEENAGERS, that…