Swimming pond and summer. Go to it and make it mysterious.
Down at the old mill was a swimming pond. All summer me and Hank andThe summer Old Man Hooper died was the last summer Hank and Bethany and me were fish. Watching the rope being cut down made my heart ache.
turned into fish. The rope Father hung was well worn in and swung like Tarzan’s vines. It never mattered how hot we were or how cold the pond was – we’d jump anyhow. Bethany