Mallory watched as Kenton cast his lure so close to Ray’s line that it nearly snagged it. “Kenton, be careful,” she said, trying not to sound critical, “you really shouldn’t cast so close to someone else’s line.” “But he’s caught two fish on that side of the boat,” said Kenton, “and I haven’t got anything on this side.” “Nevertheless, it’s bad manners to do that,” said Mallory. She refrained from mentioning that skill might have something to do with catching a fish. “Manners? You go fishing and have to mind your manners?” said Kenton. “You must be kidding. I don’t worry about manners on the basketball court—I go for the ball. Here, I’m gonna go for the fish. Right, Ray?” “Mallory has a point,” said Ray. “Now … I realize you’ve never fished before, so you are excused this time. But for the record, yes, there have been books written about the proper etiquette among fishermen. Don’t want to get shot, dontcha know.” He grinned at Kenton.
