"Sitting up, arms tucked around her long, suntanned legs, she was approachable, but barely, and it was only in those glorious moments when she stretched herself to prior to entering the water that her various suitors found the courage to come near."
Canoe Date Part 2
"'If you're playing second base, you should move closer,'" I said. She turned-I took the full brunt of her long red hair and well-spaced freckles. "'I'm playing outfield'" she said "'I don't like the responsibility of having a base.'" "'Yeah I can understand that,'" I said, though I couldn't. "' There's a band in Dixford tomorrow night at nine. Want to go?''
"It was her face that bothered me. It had on its delightful fullness a very dubious expression... She let herself down reluctantly into the bow.."
Shelia in the end
"I dug in deeper with my paddle. Reassured, Shelia began talking about something else, but all my attention was taken up now with the fish. I could its desperation as the water grew shallower. I could sense the extra strain on the line, the frantic way it cut back and forth in the water. "
"The rest of the night is much foggier. We walk to the fair- there was the smell of popcorn, the sound of guitars. I may have danced once or twice with her but all I really remember is her coming over to me once the music was done to explain that she would be going home in Eric Caswell's Corvette."
"There would be other Shelia Mants in my life, other fish, and though I came close once or twice, it was these secret, hidden tugging in the night claimed me, and I never made the same mistake again."