The Barter

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‘Moby is dead.’

Jacob stared at his goldfish floating in its bowl. Tears streamed down his face.

He was six. He’d heard the word ‘death’ mentioned on TV, but this was real. Searing pain cut through his world.

‘How can this be?’

His mother, Joanna, came to his bedroom door. She understood his sorrow and tried to console her young son.