Deneki had a contest where they asked for a story about bonefishing. They have a winner. (Have to say, I love this kind of stuff)
We hadn’t expected him. I had called to cancel the bonefishing trip. The night before an intruder had robbed us. We had no money, no passports. I’d spent the last three hours cancelling credit cards.
Now Ansil Saunders stood before us – a wiry brown man with white, white teeth and strong hands. He smiled showing all of his teeth and brushed the events away with a swish of his hand.
“I will take you for free.”