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“Wow.”
Pete’s hand brushed across the head of the ant he hatched so he could utilize the creature to survive in the park, yet—
At the end of the day, the bug was terrific, and being up close to it was exhilarating. The sound the insect made was so—
There existed a level of familiarity to the sound of the ant, one from the previous time that eased the anxiety somewhat of getting into the same situation again, while also missing his family.
He continued petting his new pet, his mouth twisted into a smile. “What shall I call you?”