His grandfather, Abuelo Tomas, sat nearby, repairing a woven fishing net with hands that looked like gnarled driftwood.
Mateo didn't put his feet back down. For the rest of the afternoon, he watched the river, certain he could see a hundred pairs of tiny, unblinking eyes waiting just beneath the surface for Piraña Two.
To prove his bravery, Mateo lowered his right foot until his big toe broke the surface. A tiny ripple fanned out, silver against the obsidian water.
How should the story continue? One option is to explore what happens next when Mateo's younger sister accidentally drops something valuable into the water, or perhaps skip ahead to when a grown-up Mateo returns to the river with his own secrets.
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