“The thing is,” said Finch, “I never really keep these bugs.” He took the bucket and tipped it gently back into the water, watching the waterbugs swim away cheerfully. He laughed. “PawPaw thinks I’m a terrible fisherman actually, so if you don’t mind, I’d love it if you kept my secret.”

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Bean laughed along with him, secretly glad that Finch had let the little guys go, as he had never actually eaten a water bug, and after seeing how happy they were swimming around in the bucket, didn’t think he could at dinner tonight either. “Your secret’s safe with me,” he added, stretching out on the pier to look up at the sky. It wasn’t dark yet, but he knew it would be soon and he couldn’t wait.

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From "Bean's Star"