This is the fourth part of a fictional short story. In the beginning of this short story section, Katherine and the Clan are in Kanawa State Forest.
After my husband Dale, Carrie, Chris and Josh left for downtown Charleston, John, Mattie and I went fishing.
“Hey, Katherine, how do you get a fish to talk?” asked Mattie.
“I don’t know,” I said.
“Throw them a line.”
“That’s funny,” laughed John. “I think they’re wanting to talk today because I just caught a bass.”
“Good,” I said. “Oh, I just got a hit and I think it’s a big one.”
“Cool,” said Mattie.
We fished until 3:00 in the afternoon.
“Do you want the good news or the bad news first?” I asked.
“The good,” said Mattie.
“We have a cooler full of fish,” I said.
“What’s the bad news?” asked John.
“We’re out of bait.”
“It’s 3:00,” said John. “We should probably be heading back anyway.”
When we got back to the camper, Mattie got a bucket of water, some paper towels and some old newspapers while I got out the electric knives and a couple fillet knives.
“Mattie, if you cut the fins and tails off, Katherine and I can fillet them with these electric knives,” said John.
“Sounds good,” said Mattie.
“Katherine, did you know that Charleston is the most northern city of the South?” asked John.
“Yeah, and it’s the most southern city of the North,” I said.
“What’s our next destination?” asked John.
“Virginia Beach,” I answered.
“I read in the Guiness Book of Records that Virginia Beach has one of the longest beaches in the world,” said Mattie.
“It’s beautiful there,” I said.
“We should have hush puppies and cole slaw with these fish,” said Mattie.
“We’re in luck. We have coleslaw mix in the frig. and there’s hush puppy mix in the cupboard,” I said.
“All this talk about food is making me hungry,” said John.
“There’s some hot dogs left over from last night,” I said.
“I can go warm up some in the microwave,” said Mattie.
“Please,” said John.
“Katherine, do you want one?” asked Mattie.
“No, I’m fine. Thank you.”
We finished cleaning the fish at 4:00. I mixed up the batter for the fish and hush puppies while Mattie made coleslaw. John set the table and got the oil ready to fry the fish and hush puppies.
Dale and the rest of the clan got back to the camper at 5:00. John was frying the fish.
“Looks like our fishermen had a successful day,” smiled Dale.
“Yeah,” said Mattie. “How was your day?”
“Where all did you go?” I asked.
“We went to the Robert C. Byrd building and then we toured the West Virginia Public Radio Station,” said Josh.
“The radio station was neat,” added Chris.
“Then we spent most of the afternoon at the Clay Center’s Avapato Discovery Museum,” said Carrie.
“You guys definitely had a full day,” I said. “John, I’ve got the hush puppies done.”
“The fish are done too,” he said.
“Let’s pray and eat,” said Dale.
“Our Heavenly Father,” started Josh,
“Thank you for the fish Katherine, Mattie and John are providing for supper. Thank you for a good day of seeing people’s creativity through your creations. Lord, Bless this food and my brothers and sisters surrounding me, In Your Name,”
“Amen,” we said.
“Dale and I had a ball at the Gizmo Factory,” said Chris.
“I thought of Mattie when we went through the Planetarium,” said Carrie.
“We thought the art gallery was pretty interesting,” said Chris.
“it was a good day,” said Dale.
After we cleaned up the supper dishes we sat around the campfire singing and listening to John and Chris play their guitars. We went to bed at midnight.
The next morning Dale and I took another walk. When we got back Carrie and Chris had eggs and bacon waiing on us.
“Josh and John are in the showers and Mattie went to the Ranger’s station to get a newspaper,” said Chris.
“So what is on the agenda for today?” asked Carrie.
“Well, originally we had planned on staying here another night, but since everybody is up early we could head for Virginia Beach if it’s okay with everybody,” I said.
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