“Mini seemed to think about it. He pulled out a pocket knife, flipped it open, and handed it to Trinket. “For the packing tape,” he said, rolling his eyes at Trinket’s expression. “Not for stabbing the fish. Jesus.” Trinket knelt by the first box, took the knife, and slit the tape.”

“Mini seemed to think about it. He pulled out a pocket knife, flipped it open, and handed it to Trinket. “For the packing tape,” he said, rolling his eyes at Trinket’s expression. “Not for stabbing the fish. Jesus.” Trinket knelt by the first box, took the knife, and slit the tape.”

— Daniel May