The Greatest Fishing Story Ever Told | ch 05

SUN WAKE 05 Something long, warm and wet. It tickled at my right ear, my head resting against my hands. Maybe it’s the redhead again. Her gentle hands ran through my– “Aww, wake up sleepy head,” I heard in a soft nurturing voice. Then, “WAKE UP! WAKE UP!” a torturous voice rang loud inside the …

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The Greatest Fishing Story Ever Told | ch 02

SATUR DAY 02 Gone fishin’ ain’t for the faint of heart. Nor underwear either. “Hatcher, get your boney bones movin’. Ya’ breakfast is freezin’ over!” Ma’s voice vibrated against the I-can-hear-you-thin-walls of my room. “I’m up, ma!” Tick, tick, tick, tick. My head, meet pillow. Then blackness again. The door swung open: enter girl. Her …

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