Right on Time

I joined Gumpy in the boat for a fishing trip, just down our side of the lake and back. I read my book on the way there, the warm sun beating down on my shoulders, my head getting heavier and heavier. Soon I shifted to the hull of the boat (or whatever the bottom is called) so I could rest my back against its side. Soon we were humming back to camp. My eyes fluttered open just as we were turning into the dock. Just in time, right on time.