Fish in the Hole
I made it to the swimming hole first. It has been our salvation for a long time. We would miss it, but we were glad to leave it behind.
Ray caught up with me and smiled.
“One last jump for good luck, Billy boy?” Ray asked, and as always, I agreed.
He took his high top Chucks off but didn’t bother about his shirt. I took my Jordans off, peeling my Hensley, and jumping after him. I’m a snob, I know. Tomorrow, we will join other recruits, but today, we were free as the fish in the hole.
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