IRIS AND EVA SAT ALONE on a secluded part of the beach next to a burning fire, embers flying into the sky and out over the water, each landing on the surface with a small sizzle. Iris had her arm around Eva. Tears fell down Eva’s cheeks, and her whole body shuddered. She brought the last piece of charred fish filet to her lips and popped it in her mouth. It tasted as Eva imagined a real freshly cooked fish would taste. She had only ever eaten canned anchovies, tuna, and salmon but this fish shared the same texture and consistency. It tasted nothing like plastic which is what Eva had initially feared it would taste like. No, it tasted fishy just like it smelled. The creatures truly took on the likeness of the original animal inside and out. Eva made a mental note to put that in her field jo
