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When last we left Solomon he had gone with Winsley to meet Godfrey H., the enormous, time-scarred large mouth bass who’d answered the ad in Field & Stream. There was tension to begin with, in that any frog encounter with a large mouth bass could end very badly for the frog. And this tension was heightened by Godfrey’s decision to bring his grandchildren along, some of whom were nearly his size and could also easily dispatch a frog.
Solomon was so frightened he couldn’t have spoken if asked to speak. A part of him felt like he deserved to be eaten, given how he had encouraged his readers to believe he had outwitted a killer bass when, in fact, he’d only carefully imagined the encounter. But Winsley was the consummate professional, and she wasted no time in engaging Godfrey, obtaining an explanation for his entourage, and offering a sample of the bribe.
Yes, the bribe. Part of which was night-crawler/cricket rocha, a sample of which Winsley produced in a basket. Godfrey H. tasted the wormy confection and pooched bits of it to his descendants, who loved it. There would be money too. Godfrey H. was in.
In exchange for the bribe he would agree to be the bass that Solomon had only imagined in his book.
“This should be fun, then,” he said to Winsley.
Little did he know how much fun it would be.
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