Sweet Surrender
July 1st 2009 The hook had barely touched the water when a voracious mouth with teeth like sickles attached itself to the chicken on the end. Fish number three would do to satisfy my meat intake for the day. The date on my watch indicated it was Tuesday, I had been here over a week and a half. Was it really that long? The days had passed by so quickly...a sure sign that I was enjoying myself. I had better be, I
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