The View From Pier End: A Short Story (eBook, ePUB)
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A boy's blissful memories of life by the water are shattered by an act of cruelty.from The View From Pier End: "He slashed wildly as if he intended to make a scene. Jude came over too and we both realized that Kurt wasn't crabbing. We backed away and let him be. Jude went back to his fishing post and I went off to the main pier and started catching crabs. I caught one after another, all of them large. When I had half filled the pail, Kurt approached me from behind and looked into it. He lifted it and shook the crabs to rouse them."That's all? I thought you would've filled it by now." he said."...
A boy's blissful memories of life by the water are shattered by an act of cruelty.
from The View From Pier End:
"He slashed wildly as if he intended to make a scene. Jude came over too and we both realized that Kurt wasn't crabbing. We backed away and let him be. Jude went back to his fishing post and I went off to the main pier and started catching crabs. I caught one after another, all of them large. When I had half filled the pail, Kurt approached me from behind and looked into it. He lifted it and shook the crabs to rouse them.
"That's all? I thought you would've filled it by now." he said.
"It takes a while. You gotta go slow." I said without looking up. My eyes stayed fixed on the water and I tried to ignore his presence. He walked away, dragging his feet to enunciate himself and his boredom. Out of my periphery I saw him bent over, searching the pilings. I heard his net plunge and emerge twice, empty each time. I tried to ignore him but his futility angered me, and whatever he was mumbling under his breath began to itch in my ear and drive me crazy.
from The View From Pier End:
"He slashed wildly as if he intended to make a scene. Jude came over too and we both realized that Kurt wasn't crabbing. We backed away and let him be. Jude went back to his fishing post and I went off to the main pier and started catching crabs. I caught one after another, all of them large. When I had half filled the pail, Kurt approached me from behind and looked into it. He lifted it and shook the crabs to rouse them.
"That's all? I thought you would've filled it by now." he said.
"It takes a while. You gotta go slow." I said without looking up. My eyes stayed fixed on the water and I tried to ignore his presence. He walked away, dragging his feet to enunciate himself and his boredom. Out of my periphery I saw him bent over, searching the pilings. I heard his net plunge and emerge twice, empty each time. I tried to ignore him but his futility angered me, and whatever he was mumbling under his breath began to itch in my ear and drive me crazy.
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