Thanksgiving at the Boat Ramp-6

1972 Words

What the hell is that noise? Someone is coming down that gravel road it sounds like and my dumb ass is out here sitting on the dock like I am on vacation. I hurried off the dock and went to the side of the girls’ house to peer around and see who it was. Dummy, you left the radio sitting on the table on the pier I thought when I reached for it on my belt; too late now. Horses, I hear horses, could it be? YES! It was, Roland was riding a horse and Bernie was driving the wagon with John and Sarah as well as another couple riding in it. “HELLO! Good to see you.” I called as I rushed to greet them. “HI David. Where’s the rest of your clan?” Bernie said climbing down from the wagon walking forward to greet me. “Across the inlet, I will tell you all about what’s going on in a minute” As I gr

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