her arm back preparing for the cast, she got the distinct impression that Hudson wasn’t watching her form—not her fishing form, anyway.
After a few practice casts, Hudson had the technique down pat. He cast Bethany’s line for her, showed her how to slowly crank the reel to take up slack in the line, then threw out his own line.
In less than thirty seconds Bethany’s bobber wiggled, then plummeted below the surface.
“You’ve got a fish!” Amanda exclaimed.
Bethany got so excited she shrieked and almost dropped her pole in the water. But with her father standing behind her helping her reel it in, and with Amanda’s verbal coaching, she managed to pull a little sunfish out of the water.
“I caught a fish! I caught a fish!”
“Yes, you certainly did,” Amanda enthused. “And a magnificent specimen it is, too.” It was about three inches long.
“I’m gonna name him Shiny.”
Hudson and Amanda exchanged a look. “You didn’t tell her what we do with the fish we catch?” Amanda asked.
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