Fish Farm, Walt Sautter [best story books to read .TXT] 📗

same thing it was like it hypnotized me. I could smell the jungle, hear the sounds and feel the heat . I just knew that I had to shoot him or that fuckin’ sniper would get me and Knotsy too. It was crazy but I had to do it” he concluded.
They continued to sit for a while and then proceeded to load Jack into the trunk of Petey’s car for the ride to pond.
Days passed. It was Wednesday morning when the knock came on Petey’s door. He peered out through the peephole to see Clyde. He opened the door and Clyde entered.
“Petey, I aint seen Jack around lately. I went over to his place a couple of times but aint nobody there” he inquired.
Petey hesitated for a moment and then replied.
“Jack!
Jack went fishin’.”
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