When his peapole3doubled over, he knew something huge was on the other end. His father watched with admiration as the boy skillfully worked the fish alongside the dock.
Finally, he very gingerly lifted the exhausted fish from the water. It was the largest one he had ever seen, but it was a bass.
The boy and his father looked at the handsome fish, gills4playing back and forth in the moonlight. The father lit a match and looked at his watch.It was 10 P.M.—two hours before the season opened.He looked at the fish, then at the boy.