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Submitted to Contest #146
In my better days the hands in front of me were used to gut fish and to keep the old lady steady on the waves. Now they shook viciously as I struggled to place the lit cigarette to my lips. Those were the good old days. Spending weeks on end at sea – working with the moving unpredictable mass beneath me – then returning home and showing Mary my often full creel. Mary. She lost her battle with cancer three months ago and I lost the love of my life.Our children returned home briefly for her funeral only to swiftly disappear back to the ma...
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