Dave took one step into the sun and looked up instinctively to say thanks. Then he noticed the pool duck had opened up once again spilling the chlorine tabs to the bottom of the pool. Rather than try the retrieval using the leaf rake, he threw on his trunks and waded in the cold water reinserting the smelly tablets that were now melded into a white jagged bar back into Lord Duck. He dried off in haste and decided to make a quick run to the pool shop to get a new floater. The drive was only a few miles and no one was in the store. Dave grabbed one from the shelf and flipped open his wallet to get a card to give to the young sales guy. When he asked Dave if that was it, Dave replied "I'll take Esther Williams if you have her in the back". "Esther who?" the kid asked and Dave smiled and left it as "just an old joke, pay no attention to my ramblings". As Dave got in the truck, he thought about what he was going to write about when he got home and for some reason, the morning so far triggered an angle that he kicked around on the way home. Connie was at her Zumba class so Dave decided to grab the Chromebook after replacing Lord Duck with his clone except for having an ass that didn't come apart. Dave began:

The haze on the lake almost hid the rear of the row boat . . . . "