The fish glowed. That was the first thing I noticed, and it was the only thing...
I was fishing in the Cuyahoga because what else was there to do? I'd been laid off from the plant three weeks ago, and my wife—ex-wife now—had taken the kids and moved to Cleveland and left me with a half-paid mortgage and a truck that needed repairs I couldn't afford and a life that felt like something I'd bought on credit and couldn't pay back. The river was dead. Everyone knew it. But dead...
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