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Heretical Fishing - Chapter 38Book 4: : Misstep
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... ful day in Tropica. The sun was shining, there wasn’t a cloud in the sky, and I’d used the local equivalent of witchcraft to create a boat last night. Even better, the smell of coffee was flowing from Sue’s bakery, the essence-filled aroma making my mouth water.
“Fischer...” Sue said by way of greeting as Maria and I reached the counter. “May I ask why you’re being carried around like a dead fish?”
“Not again!” I looked down, aghast. “Maria! What have I told you?”
“That b ...
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