“James’s house, my old man leaned the fishing poles against the fence and we went into the yard. Mr. James and Benny were sitting on the porch. Mr. James was fanning his face with his straw hat.“It’s coming down,” my old man said. He put his foot on the step and leaned upon one knee. “You and Benny about ready?”“Aren’t you and Max going to rest awhile?” Mr. James asked.“Better not stop too long,” my old man said. “You don’t feel like starting again.”’“I see what you mean,” Mr. James said. “Get t...he poles, Benny.”“You want me to wake up Ma and tell her we’re going?” Benny asked.“She knows we’re going,” Mr. James said.Benny went inside and got his hat, then he got the fishing poles from beside the house. He got the can of worms from under the steps where he kept them cool and moist, and we started out for Gillman’s Lake. Gillman’s Lake was about two miles from Mr. James’s house, and we made it over there way inside of an hour.It was quiet and cool around the lake, and the lake was as smooth and shiny as a clean mirror.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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