The Living Secret
Ben placed the bag gently on the table. The moment it hit the surface, a sharp, high-pitched squeal erupted from within. Both he and Rosa froze. Then the bag moved. Something inside was shifting—squirming. Rosa jumped back, her hand to her mouth. “It’s alive!” she gasped. Ben instinctively stepped away too, startled. “Open it!” Rosa urged, her voice trembling. Ben hesitated, then slowly stepped forward.
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