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Six Sentence Story: Release

Photo: A preschool-age girl sits on a rock at the edge of a lake
Her small brow furrowed in concentration as she carefully placed the wriggling worm on the little hook. 

"Ready, Daddy!" she called, and Daddy came over and helped her cast the line into the lake. To the amazement of both of them, soon the bobber took a dip into the water. Daddy talked her through reeling the keeper-sized fish onto the shore.

"I'll name him Lucky, because he is lucky I caught him!" she proudly announced.

Lucky's luck ran out, though, when he realized this wasn't going to be a catch-and-release situation. 

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I'm joining again with the Six Sentence Story link-up. Go read the other entries, and feel free to add your own. This week's prompt: release.

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  1. Such a clever use of the prompt, and a delightful tail of a little's girls joy in fishing with her daddy! I have memories such as this from when I am a bit older. :-)

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    1. The girl in this story is my daughter, but I, too, have memories of fishing with my Dad.

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  2. Great use of the prompt. And a sweet story. I never could fish, too chatty and too restless (that's what they called ADD back then.)

    Lovely six.

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    1. Fishing is 99% sitting around doing nothing. :-)

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  3. Your Six made me smile. We both took a different, yet kind of the same for us, direction in our posts this week.

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    1. This is actually a story about oldest daughter, though I do have good memories of fishing with Dad. However, our posts are similar!

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  4. Makes me feel bad for the fish. Great six!

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  5. The best thing about the internet (in general) and the Six Sentence Story (in particular) when someone offers a glimpse into a moment in a life.
    cool

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    1. Thanks. I rely heavily on retelling things that have already happened; creative fiction isn't a strength of mine.

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  6. What a sweet story, Kristi. It's extra special because, after reading Pat's Six, it's pretty clear the two of you are talking about the same man :D
    Who said the internet is a vast and expansive entity? lol Today, it feels like a cozy neighborhood :)

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    1. Actually, she was talking about my dad, and this story was about my daughter and John. However, I can definitely see the similarities in the posts. :-) And we are all family!

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  7. Aww poor lucky reminds me of the days when we fished as a family and whoever caught the best fish got first choice for supper.

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    1. It is sometimes hard to distinguish whose fish is whose. :-)

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  8. She's a lucky girl to have such times with her family. And knowing how to feed herself. Nice Six!

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  9. I wonder if she kept him as a pet, or as dinner? Delightful story either way.

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    1. She ate him. I can't even imagine how large an aquarium would have to be to support keeper-size fish! :-)

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