Grandma didn't want to watch Romeo and Juliet. She was afraid they would die while I was away and the responsiblity was too great. "It will be fine", I comforted Grandma and convinced her to take on the task. At first she loved it. Everyday Romeo would swim up to Grandma and smile at her. He was a very friendly fish. Grandma grew extremely fond of him and of Juliet. Although, Romeo did hog all the food and he ate like a pig. Grandma felt a little bad for Juliet who seemed so small compared to Romeo. But little did she know.
About a day before Wesley and I arrived home the thing Grandma feared the most happened. Romeo died...
It was a sad day...
But even this was not the end of the story...
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