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“Yes.”
“What do I do?”
“Don’t panic.”
“I’m panicking.”
“Reel.”
I start reeling the line in too fast.
Boone laughs again.
“Slow down!”
“I don’t know what I’m doing!”
“That’s obvious.”
The rod bends again.
I squeak.
“Boone!”
“Keep reeling!”
Finally the fish breaks the surface of the water.
A small silver flash twisting in the air.
Moments later Boone lifts it onto the dock.
I stare at it.
“That’s it?”
“You caught a fish.”
“It’s tiny.”
“It’s your first one.”
“I expected something bigger.”
Boone laughs again.
“Most people are just happy they caught anything.”
I kneel beside the fish.
“Well…”
“…it’s still impressive.”
Boone crouches beside me.
“You’re talking to the fish.”
