from the chain and gave it to her. She cupped it in her hand and smiled on it through her tears.
And then closed her hand tightly around it and lashed the fish into Bob Baker’s mouth with all her weight behind it.
The punch snapped his head back and he felt a top tooth give and before he could recover she was out of the car and running hatless into the ghostly twilit rain and he saw her vanish into the pines.
An hour later the world was gone dark and the rain was falling hard again. The windows of Bob Baker’s house showed warmly yellow and his wife and daughters were within and waiting for him to come home.
And all the while he yet sat in the car and stared into the rainy blackness as though he might descry some wild thing lying in wait, watching him and grinning at the hard beating of his heart.
About the Author
JAMES CARLOS BLAKE has written seven books of fiction, including
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