Annabelle's locket

Chapter 35

Hey before the chapter starts Im just putting in my favorite quote of all time from the movie War Horse. I hope you find the meaning of it because I am emotionally invested in it. The quote is about a grandfather talking to his granddaughter in world war one, saying he was never got the chance to serve in the army.

"Maybe there are different ways to be brave. Did you know the French have the best carrier pigeons? And this could be the difference in the war. Our messages getting through. They are released from the front and told to go home. This is all they know. But to get there they must fly over a war. It's like... you are flying over so much pain and terror... and you know you can never look down. You have to look forward, or you'll never get home. I ask you, what could be braver than that?"

And here's the next chapter!

Noah drove off, and my dad was getting his supplies ready. "How come you didn't tell me Noah was doing this?" he wound up the fishing line.

"I didn't know." I looked into the caliginous water, unable to see past the choppy waves, hesitant to whether or not to make my next move.

"Hey can you get me a pole?"

Dad looked at me as if I was crazy. "Are you feeling well? I can turn around..." he joked and I rolled my eyes, making my way over to him.

"It might he fun." I shrugged my shoulders, thinking of the satisfaction I would receive if I beat Noah.

Fifteen minutes passed and I had a fishing pole in my hand, and had been instructed how to cast it over. I did so, surprisingly without failing and sat in the plastic green chair, basking in the sun's warmth. It was all going well, I had my eyes closed and wind in my hair, until my peacefulness was disrupted.

I felt a tug on the fishing line and my eyes flew open. "Start reeling!" dad yelled. I grabbed the reel and started winding it. Dad had joined me and was cheering me on, only adding to the pressure. It felt almost silly, being almost nineteen and learning how to fish. I had before, but that hadn't been for a while.

With the help of dad, I had reeled in a fish. An Atlantic Cod I was told, and that it was normal size. I sighed and we threw it back into the water, knowing we couldn't win with that. We went back to fishing and dad was now at the opposite side of the boat.

My phone buzzed and I fished it out of my leather bag I had brought."Hello?" I asked and placed my pole down. "How are you doing?" A familiar, husky voice spoke. As much as I wanted to keep a straight face, my lips curled into a small smile. "Wouldn't you like to know."

I heard him laugh. "How about we make a deal?" he asked, seeming confident. "It depends on what kind of deal you're proposing." I lead on. "Whoever loses has to sing in front of the town." he said, and my eyes went wide. "What, Noah are you crazy? You know how I am in front of crowds!" I almost yelled, and looked over to dad who was reading a magazine. "Thats my proposition." he said and I was left to think. "Fine." escaped my lips before he hung up and I had time to register what I said.

It now dawned on my that I had to win, it was my main goal. "Can you think of a five letter African animal?" my dad asked and I looked over to him, who was doing a crossword puzzle, another one of him hobbies. "Rhino." I replied after thinking, and he hit himself in the forehead. I shook my head and focused on fishing. "Dad, we should drive this somewhere else. We have to start catching more fish."

"What has gotten into you?"

"Change of heart?"

I drove farther in until we reached a spot dad said he had done well in last year.

The water was a deep blue and the waves bounced up against the boat. I looked to the faint shoreline of Maine and realized how pretty it was. A couple hours passed and dad had caught a fairly big one, keeping it in a water filled bucket. I had remained the way I was before, with one fish on my record.

There was a half hour until ending. "Are we going to lose?" I asked. "Highly likely. If no one did any better than us, then that'd be a miracle." dad said, and I could see he was upset. I sighed and went to my pole, hoping to feel the slightest tug. I had to impress my dad.

*I know it's really short but I am updating very soon and will have it ready for you*