Marlin was his name, and he was a fish.
Or is a fish. Either way, this may get confusing.
Marlin lived in a fish bowl in our bathroom. He was the only fish in the bowl.
One afternoon, Jeremy and I were in our bathroom and he asked me where Marlin was. He was no where to be found. The fish bowl is small with a receeding water line, and there was no way he could have jumped out.
I didn't touch him. Jeremy didn't touch him. We hadn't had any guests, and we do not have animals in our house.
That only left Seth.
Now surely (I tell myself), that I would have known if Seth had taken a fish from our bathroom. He is not a sneaky kid - surely he would have shown me his treasure, right?
Our son has a great imagination but typically tells the truth. The only problem is, his stories have changed each time he has told them.
Here is one version.