Chapter 30



“I can’t quite picture you fishing.”

“Oh yea.  I was a bit of a tomboy, and quite a fisherman.  This was our secret fishing spot.”

“Well it can’t be that secret.  I’m sure everyone on the lake knows about it.”

“Don’t be so sure,” said Abby.  “If word got out, South Cove could be overrun.”

“Well, your secret is safe with me.”

“How do I know that?”  Abby felt playful, “How do I know you won’t go marching into the village and tell everyone?  Or worse, if word got to the city.”

“Well, you can rest assured that I won’t be going to the city.  That’s the last place I need to be.”

“What do you mean, the last place?  That’s the second time you said that.  I didn’t think you were serious before when you said you never went to the city.  Are you hiding out or something?”

“Deep cover.”

“Like witness protection?”

“Something like that.”

“How very interesting,” said Abby.  “You are going to at least come visit me aren’t you?”

“The farthest I go from the village is Fremont, I like it out here where it’s peaceful.”

“I thought maybe we would meet up at O’Malley’s after a day in the museum.  You said you liked that bar.”

“I do, I mean I did… I do,” Mitch was confusing Abby.  Mitch suddenly was serious.  “I just don’t do the city anymore.  There is a reason I am out here,” said Mitch, “your cousin did me a big favor bringing me here.  At a time when I didn’t have anywhere else to go.”

“I know the two of you knew each other from college.  You weren’t a couple, I would have known.”

“No, nothing like that.  But we were close.  And when I needed some help, after college, she was there.”

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