The Little Swimmer

By Angela Wheelock

My son was born under the sign of the fish, and, from the first, he showed an affinity for water. As an infant, Brendan loved baths — the longer, the better. Once he learned to swim, he moved fearlessly and gracefully through the water as though it were his true home. Now that he is 8, he spends long hours fishing and beachcombing. His latest haul includes the barnacle-encrusted carapace of a Dungeness crab, two large strands of kelp and half a dozen oyster shells, stored in an empty shoebox, smelling of salt and the memory of water.…

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