The Wrong Man’s Daughter


“It looks as if it’s grown over it, except… it’s plastic… they’re both plastic. There’s no way.” Millie had to laugh to herself. The plants seemed changed and the pink jewel in them caught in thickened vines but the only way that could be was if the Cory Catfish had moved it further down into the foliage nuzzling around the tank as it feasted on food that’d settled at the bottom. “The water is the clearest it’s been since we’d bought it. How with such a tiny pump?”

She sighed then started looking out the window. “Did that grow overnight?”


This week’s prompt is very simple:  PINK