To get the eel bait, we had to take an old rowboat out to a motorboat. I had never gone fishing before. I have been afraid of eels ever since, […]
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To get the eel bait, we had to take an old rowboat out to a motorboat. I had never gone fishing before. I have been afraid of eels ever since, […]
Despite our shared grief, the conversation was stunted at first—we were still adults—known enemies to teenagers all over.
Sweat collects on our skin, rolls down the folds of our limbs in rivers. I look out the small round window at the steel blue lake shimmering only thirty feet in front of us.
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