Summer Noodles

It was a warm spring day in Oak Hill, Alabama. Lucy sat on the porch waiting for Pa to come home. She was still with excitement. This was the first time that Pa was going to take her fishing. Lucy heard the phone ring in the kitchen and sprang towards the door. She reached the door only to see that Mama had already answered it. Lucy was giddy with excitement as she listened to the faint sound of Pa’s voice say, “I’m coming home.” She sprinted into the shed and grabbed the fishing pole. Lucy knew that Pa worked around the block, and that it would only be moments before he meandered around the corner. Lucy waited with her eyes focused on the corner. She saw a faint shadow, and slowly Pa came around the corner running with a smile on his face. He sat down his suitcase on the porch and he and Lucy walked towards the creek. The afternoon turned into evening as Lucy and Pa sat on the small dock jabbering about the fish. Soon, the sun had faded behind the trees and Lucy had grown tired. Suddenly, the line grew tight and Lucy snapped back to reality. Pa recognized the fish as a hybrid striper. He took a hold of the fishing pole and reeled the fish in slowly. Pa knew that this particular fish was designed to put up a fight. Lucy could see the struggle between the fish and Pa. She knew she had to do something. Lucy jumped into the creek and started noodling the striper. Pa didn’t know what to think. Lucy came out holding the fish by its neck. Pa knew he had a prodigy on his hands.