Marlin smiled, the anxiety in his chest loosening just a fraction. "I like Marlin."
The Great Barrier Reef was a kaleidoscope of swaying anemones and neon-bright corals. Deep within a snug, orange-fringed anemone, a young clownfish named was vibrating with excitement. Today wasn’t just any day; it was the day of the Great Shell-Hunting Expedition. finding nemo