Kristen Berard

The Fish Of a Lifetime

I sat there on the back of the boat, wondering if the day was ever going to end. I was so tired of fishing, so tired of not catching anything and watching him reel one in after the other. I was fed up, and I wanted to leave. I begged to go home. “I’m annoyed and I just don’t want to be here anymore.” I sat pouting from the back sitting with my gear packed up. “We will leave but we have one spot to stop before we go home, okay?” J said to me with kind eyes. He could see I was frustrated.