The Moment Of Truth
Oscar couldn’t help but daydream during the long drive to the expert. He had now had the object for around a month and still didn’t feel any closer to figuring out what it was. Was it a dinosaur bone? Maybe some kind of giant Whooly Mammoth tusk? Or maybe it was a log like his father had thought all along.
Just as Oscar stopped daydreaming he looked up and he was at the store. It was finally the moment of truth and he felt his pulse race like an Olympic runner going for gold.