It's My Fault
Remember that huge fish I caught when I was a kid?
3.7 foot carp, big and glugging?
I didn't catch it.
Another fisherman gave it me. I put it in my bucket and acted like it was mine. Tons of pictures. Calls to the grandparents. I smiled a lot that night.
We tried to eat that fish but it wouldn't die.
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