Asking for a Friend
It was almost like she needed that first half an hour or so to wrap her head around being around me and Annie at the same time.
“There are some salmon, perch, bass, bluegill, killifish, smelt and eel,” I told them.
Annie shuddered and squealed, “Eel? I don’t want to catch an eel.”
“You probably won’t,” I assured her. Eel was always something I’d wanted to catch at her age, but I’d only ever managed two or three. “They’re not as easy to catch as you might think.”
“That’s good,” Annie breathed, clearly relieved. “How do you catch the other fish?”
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