First Mate
Jun 12th, 2019 by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
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The scream of the seagull broke the silence on the dock. His old dog looked at him and gave a soft whine. It was her fourteenth season and he wondered if it would be her last. Her coat had lightened over the years and little wasn’t gray on her muzzle. He rubbed her head as they walked to his boat.
She struggled to climb over the starboard side of the boat, so he lifted her in. She made it by herself every time last year.
The traditional start of main lobstering season was underway. It might be her last season.
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