I said I loved to fish, fished all the time, because I wanted to hang out with him. So he rowed us out to a beautiful, sunny spot in the middle of Lake Lansing and I cast my line. Unsuccessfully.
I chatted nonchalantly as I attempted to discreetly remove the hook from my armpit. Hoping he wouldn’t turn around and see that I was a rookie.
Just as the hook finally broke loose, so did the sky.
He immediately rowed for shore, but not fast enough. Lightening struck nearby and we were in an aluminum boat.
I jumped into the water, grabbed the rope tied to the front of the boat, swam and towed.
He called me a hero. I was probably an idiot.
Storms in Michigan, they come at you fast.
Ouch! The armpit? That made me smile; great short.
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