A large hand
Cody reached out eagerly, placing his hand on the edge of the wooden hatch. He was ready to pull it open and see what lay beneath. But before he could lift it, a large hand gently gripped his shoulder. Startled, Cody turned to see his father standing behind him, a mix of frustration and curiosity on his face. “What is this, Cody?” Ben asked, his voice calm but firm, glancing down at the uncovered hatch.
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