The Safest Place

"Greta?"

"Hm?"

"Why are you holding my fishbowl?"

"So you don't roll away."

Jamie looked around.

They were sleeping in her nest.

There were no hills.

"No chance?"

"No chance."

Greta squeezed the fishbowl a little tighter.

Jamie thought about it.

Then he closed his eyes.

Being someone's favourite fish came with responsibilities.