An Elderly Man Sat Fishing On A Wooden Pier Until Three Young Men Approached Him

stories, without embellishment or dramatization, the way a report was written. She listened without interrupting, which was also her way, and when he finished she was quiet for a moment.

“The bucket?” she said finally.

“In the lake.”

“Did you get it back?”

“No. I had the spare.”

She nodded once. “And the young men.”

“They left.”

She looked at him across the continue reading …