LAKE ERIE
JULY 24, 2010
14:16 EDT

I sighed heavily, leaning back in the slightly rocking boat, holding onto my fishing pole. "I have a question," I said, turning to Dick, who was sitting beside me.

"Ask away," Dick replied, propping his feet up to the edge of our rental boat.

"Why are we fishing instead of kite surfing?" I asked. I bobbed my head closer to shore, where multiple vacationers were in the air, screaming with excitement and adrenaline.

"'Cause we've never gone fishing together before," Dick replied easily. He reeled in his pole and I saw yet another rainbow trout come flopping out. Dick unhooked the fish easily and it landed with a plop back into the lake.

I mused before shrugging. "Good point," I said.

The night before, Bruce had told us at dinner that he had rented a small cabin for us for two days and one night at Lake Erie. Dick and I had spent the morning flying to Lake Erie and unpacking in our first-class cabin. I wasn't surprised about the luxury level.

I leaned against Dick, relishing in the semi-silence. I found it kind of funny that we were the only willing fishers out here under the age of forty. In the next boat over, there was a family, but the mother and daughter looked extremely bored while the father was ecstatically chatting with the man in the boat on the other side of them.

A ringing snapped me out of my thoughts and propped myself up lazily. I dug into my shorts and pulled out my phone. "Hello?" I answered, placing the phone on speaker, placing it on the boat.

"Dude! You two went to Lake Erie without me?!" Wally's voice exclaimed.

"Considering we're here and you aren't, yeah," Dick responded casually.

"Why didn't you pick up?" Wally asked curiously. If he was here, I was sure I could see him arch an eyebrow in confusion.

"Trunks don't have pockets," I answered for him. "I'm wearing shorts over my bathing suit."

"You in a bathing suit, nice," Wally commented, and I could see the grin on his face. "Room for one more?"

"There are only two beds in our cabin," Dick refuted.

"You and I can share a bed."

Dick arched a brow and looked at me through his dark sunglasses. I shrugged in response. He turned back to the water before saying, "Uh… how about no?"

"Ren and me then."

"No, Wally," I sighed.

"You two can share one then."

"That'll work," Dick shrugged.

"Great. I'll be there in fifteen."

"Some vacation," Dick sighed.

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