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THE FISH CON

I finally got over to the neighbor’s to pick up Speedy. The fifth-grader, Caleb, fish-sat for us while we were on vacation.

I was flap-doozled by how vivid the golds and blues were on Speedy’s little beta body. Maybe it was because I was up close and personal last week with bass and walleyes, which are dull dark green and brown, and forgot about the richer colors in a tropical fish.

But then again . . . did Speedy have that dark purple blotch on her head, before?

Did she really zoom to the food pellet like that?

Were her tail fins really that long and lustrous?

I accused the neighbor of discovering that the real Speedy had gone to her reward and, not wanting to give Maddy a complex, purchasing a replacement look-alike to give back to us instead of a bowl with a little floating tombstone, RIP.

She said that was ridiculous. But there was a little upward tug on the corner of her fish lips.

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Prayer request: As our daughter Eden’s summer softball team prepares for their season finale, the Nationals in Columbus, Ga., we lift up to You, Father, the girls’ dedication with hopes that they will be rewarded and blessed. Eden, for example, has bloody blisters on her hands from extra batting practice and has been running in the heat of the afternoon to get acclimated to Georgia. Your gifts of athleticism and courage are automatic, Lord, but their hard work has taken them to a new level, and that surely is pleasing to You. Hear our prayer for success for these girls, Father. Play ball! (Psalm 37:23)