Riding the Tail of a Fish
A man, in a yellow rain hat and coat, stooped down. He rubbed his fuzzy sideburns and stared at me. He raised one fat finger in front of my face. “Number one, no whistling. A whistle brings in a storm.” He brought another finger up. “Number two, never bring an umbrella onboard. That is the biggest boo-doo of all.”…
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