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"I know you are getting on in years, and maybe your eyesight's not so good, but my mother is hardly a "young lady", though she'll be happy you called her one. Have a good day now. Might be good to wear a hat in the sun when you fish."
He kept her belongings in a spare creel he had. Now and again he would take them out a caress them with his rough fingers. Though he still loved to fish he always threw back the flounder. He never felt that trembling of the dock again, but there was one night when he was sleeping out on the lanai and had the strangest dream about her that felt more than real only to wake soaking wet surrounded by storm. But that's another story.
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chytownover 1 year ago*****Great piece of storytelling told by a fine storyteller. Thanks for sharing.
Corpse_riderover 12 years agoA very good story, very well written and paced, with a superb ending that really was a bonus after the main action was over. A fishy, dishy treat.
