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ARF: Sneak Peek 2

“Hey, Junior,” Birdie said, as we walked onto the bridge.

“Hey,” said Junior Tebbets, jiggling his bamboo pole.

“You fish without a reel?” Birdie said.

“Why not?”

“Catching anything?”

“Nope.”

“What’re you fishing for?”

“Catfish.”

“What bait?”

Junior peered over the railing. His line hung straight down, disappeared into the water. “Mouse.”

“I’m sorry?”

“Dead mouse,” Junior said.

“You’re using a dead mouse for bait?”

“Like, wouldn’t it be kind of cruel to hook ‘em live?” Junior said. “Found this one under the truck when my dad drove away.”

“Under the food truck?” Birdie said.

“Scooped it right up. Everyone knows catfish go for stinky things.”

“Then everyone knows wrong,” Birdie said. “Shiners is what they like.”

“Shiners?” Junior jiggled the pole. That made tiny waves down in the bayou, but no fish appeared.

– coming Tuesday!

Gone Fishin’ (4)

“Yesterday’s catch?” says Spence.

“Giant oysters on the half shell, with delicious Canebrake wheat ale,” says Admin.

Welcome Finn the leaper, and here he is:

Gone Fishin’ (3)

“What did you catch yesterday?” Spence says.

“A redfish po’boy with tomato bisque,” says Admin.

“Good job.”

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Gone fishin’ (sort of).

Welcome Baxter, fellow Slim-Jimmer.