Aquatics

And the bobber went down and again I heaved and the same giant bass was lifted into the air but fell off again just before it reached the seawall.

I ran home again - Mommy Mommy I almost caught another fish and it was this big and I spread my arms. Come come and see and she did and went home again. I re-baited and swung the bobber into the clearing of the calm dark placid channel water at the mouth to the lake - and the bobber went down and I heaved but the bass fell off again almost immediately air-born. And again a ran home to Mommy Mommy, and that was as close as I ever came to catching the hallowed whopper in the decade that followed.

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