On the last night of our trip, we took the canoe out on the lake to try out Tommy's new fishing pole. Watching the beautiful sunset, you could have never guessed that only a 100 yards away that there was a family-filled house bustling with noise. I also would have never guessed that you could catch something other than a cold in the little lake. I should have guessed, since My uncle does tell stories of 'game' fish in the lake. I just chalked them up to fisherman tales. Who knew I'd have one of my own to tell?
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