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Submitted to Contest #324
TOM The morning sun was blinding. I shielded my eyes with my hands as I squinted, focusing on the breaking waves, as the sun sparkled on the water like sequins under light. I walked across the deck in bare feet, rested my arms on the railing (trying not to get a splinter), and inhaled salt air as it flowed through me as easily as around me, it seemed. This place was in my blood. My father was a commercial fisherman and his roots were wet with salt water as well. A league of their own, true, blue-blooded fishermen, embrace and endure Mothe...
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