I have dead goldfish in my freezer. Two of them. Suspended in ice side by side in little plastic containers. We're waiting for the spring thaw so we can bury them out back next to Lucky the unlucky turtle and Milo the canary.
My husband thinks it's creepy. The kids find it comforting. I'm uneasy. I worry that it's disrespectful to Goldie and Oscar. Their eyes accuse me every time I reach over them for the frozen peas.
Sally Bacchetta - Freelance Writer
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Welcome back, Sally. I've missed you!
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