A Hidden Sign
They carefully continued their dissection. Sarah tried to reach for the hard object she felt in the fish. “I’ve almost got it,” she said and she bent her hand in.
She pulled out what seemed to be a smack glass vile. It looked like a medicine of some sort. She carefully documented it and continued with her search.
And she felt through the flesh of the fish it kept breaking like it was dry under her hand. There was something wrong with this fish. “Honey, she said, let’s get take out for lunch.”
