I am working on a new book, while also writing this story. I am writing this story without an outline and putting up the story as I finish each part. I am enjoying getting to know these characters and setting.
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“My grandfather thinks he is seeing a ghost at the lighthouse, and I think he wants to show it to me,” said Irving to Alec as they both were getting their fishing rods ready. The grey of dusk had covered the sky. The breeze was still warm.
“That’s cool,” responded Alec.
“I guess. But if he sees something at the lighthouse, I guess something is actually happening,” Irving said.
Irving’s grandfather walked over to the boys and the boys stopped talking. “Okay are you two ready? Do you have everything you need?”
“Yeah, it looks like it grandpa,” Irving leaned back and cast his line out in the surf. He held onto his line.
“Nice cast,” he patted Irving on the back and walked back to his line, where Irving’s dad and Carrie had set-up their lines.
Alec leaned back and cast his line out into the water. He placed the rod into paint bucket to keep it anchored. He sat down on the ground. “Why don’t you put yours in the bucket?”
“I like to hold my line in case something bites early.” Alec shook his head,
“Okay.” Suddenly Alec’s rod took leaned forward and the line took off like a sprinter.
“Whoa! I got something!” screamed Alec.
He jumped up to grab the rod, but he tripped over the bucket. He fell face first onto the ground. But he held onto the rod. The bucket fell forward and the rod came out of the bucket. The Alec held onto the rod with both hands. Irving laughed at the top of his lungs. Then the fish on the end of the rod pulled the rod and Alec across the sand towards the ocean. For some reason Alec held onto the rod.
Irving’s eye lit up. He quickly put his rod into the bucker and chased after Alec. Irving landed on his friend. Irving’s grandfather seeing the scene ran over and grabbed the rod from Alec. He quickly pulled back on the line, but it snapped.
The catch got away.
Irving and Alec laid on the edge of the water. “Well, that was embarrassing,” Alec said. Irving rolled off Alec, sand covered his hair. He stood and brushed the wet sand off of his clothes. Mr. Williams helped Alec get up.
Mr. Williams showed Alec and Irving the line. “I think it is a good thing you didn’t reel that in!”
He smiled. “I’m also glad that it didn’t eat us earlier today when we were on our boards,” Alec replied.
Irving’s dad came running over, “Everyone all right?”
“Yeah, we’re fine,” Irving replied.
Irving’s dad motioned to the two boys and Mr. Williams, “There is always trouble when the three of you get together.”