“There you are” said Leigh. “Did you just walk in? I didn’t hear you. Go in and tell the kids good night.” As I walked towards the kids rooms, I could hear my son talking to himself. His imagination is like mine, always on. My daughter looked up at me from her room and with … Continue reading
As I walked towards home past the souvenir shops and the small restaurants along the boulevard, I noticed one of the young native island boys. I recognized him from the pier as he is normally there when we return from fishing. I believe the other boys call him Pedro. Upon our return, he never hesitates … Continue reading
I guess Patrick’s parents must have told him who I was and that I was new to the area. All that I remember was his presence. He had this peaceful, confident way about him, that even today as I sit across from him at this table at the bar, I only wish I could bottle … Continue reading
As I entered the bar, I noticed Admiral sitting at one of the side tables by himself. He was sipping a red merlot and reading a book. I wondered to myself how he could always look so calm and relaxed given the current state of our shared industry, charter fishing. I mean fuel prices are … Continue reading
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