A Barrage of Bugs – The Finale
***This is a sequel to a story I wrote a month ago. I tied up some loose ends.
“What on earth is on the other line?” Trey asked.
With no hook or bait attached, the likelihood was less than zero that he actually had a fish on the line, but something continued to tug at it.
Another bug smacked him in the neck and then another on the forehead. He had to actually touch his skin to get rid of the bugs.
Now he was perplexed. With bugs all around him and something on the end of his line, something had to give. He struggled to reel it in.
Trey plopped himself on the ground and with a huge sigh, threw his head back while still holding onto the rod.
“Hey, hey you two. What are you doing up there?” asked Trey as he looked up.
Thirty feet into the shade tree were two kids with their own rods and reels. Attached to their lines were large rubber bugs. Both kids had two rods, each with a bug tied to the end.
“Okay, game’s over, boys,” Trey said. “Come on down.”
Both boys scurried down the branch and onto the trunk of the tree and were still holding their rods while Trey still tried to muscle his own rod.
Then it occurred to him.
“Is what I have out there one of yours?” Trey asked.
The young teens looked at each other.
“Maybe,” said the taller of the two. “Maybe not.”
“Any way to get him to shore?”
“Nope. You have to do it, Mister.”
“Something like that.”
The line was still 50 feet out but he could see the top of the snorkel near the line.
“I see it,” he said. “I’ll just cut the line and let him come in.”
Trey looked at the teens and said, “I like it. Sure beats surfing social media all day. Just don’t get yourself into trouble. I like the creativity a lot.”