"I saw a postcard in that gift shop yesterday that showed how to identify shark teeth," Emily mentioned as we were walking down the beach this morning. The tide had just turned and we were examining the scatter of mostly broken shells and shiny quartz drops. "I wonder if that means they have them here."
"I keep seeing things that seem like they could be," I noted, "but they just turn out to be shell hinges or some other fragment."
Just then Bill leaned down and plucked a small black triangle from the sand. "Here's a real one!" he said.
And then a few steps down the beach something shiny and black caught my eye. It was another shark tooth!
"I guess that answers that," Emily said.
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