Third in the “Fish Stories” Series.
Title: The Crime in Car 13
Owner: H. Vincent Wright
Purchased: Borrowed from his brother Terrance’s house. Found under the red velvet cushion that Audrey, Terrance’s wife uses to rest her feet.
H. Vincent wasn’t sure if he should read another mystery, after all the last time he ended up shivering in the bathroom, his wife coaxing him out with a cup of Heather tea. H. Vincent, please I don’t want any more stains on the mattress, she told him when she saw the book. And after you …
Sean Penn rose from his sofa and debated. Debated if he should smoke more or read more of the script a new filmmaker on the scene had sent over. He sighed and read more of the script and disliked it immediately; the part they were offering was of a man hitting middle age who has a breakdown while driving a horse and buggy. The breakdown is the the result of his losing his wife to a flood.
I love fishing lures (vintage and new alike) as much as I love corkscrews probably because they’re small, beautifully designed and utilitarian again, much like the corkscrew. A little dangerous piece of art that also gives you dinner. Not that I ever use them and yes, I live close to the beach but don’t fish, I just like looking at them.