They had been on the site for weeks before something unnaturally white caught her eye.
“Professor!”
“What have you found?”
“I’m not sure. It’s a skull, but the teeth aren’t right. They’re small and sharp.”
He smiled at the gaps in her historical knowledge, showing uneven, off-white teeth.
“Back then, some people would file their teeth and replace them with those fake white ones you can see on the ground there.”
“Why would they destroy perfectly good teeth?”
“For a time, everyone wanted to look the same.”
She grimaced. “That’s ridiculous. And horribly dull.”
“Times change Rachel. Times change.”
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