Where were you?” Grandpa’s grip matched the knot in his brow.

“Looking.” Emily gestured toward the exhibits.

“We’ve gone through three floors already. Mostly looking for you.”

“Surgical procedures, blood vessels, eyes in jars.”

“It’s time to go.”

“Can we come back?” Emily quavered.

Grandpa shrugged. “You’re already a scientist.”

I had a bit of difficulty getting the image in my head confined to 50 words. Please tell me how you read Stephanie’s and Matthew’s relationship. I wonder if I got the words right.

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