Words: Greg Keeler

“That there was no fresh fish on an island that specialized in sport fishing made little difference to Lawrence. After all, he was so happy with the whole situation that what he ate bordered on the superfluous. Back in Missoula, a young woman had run a stop sign and put a dent in his Toyota pickup, a dent significant enough to secure him $1,500 from Allstate but minor enough to leave the vehicle in legal working order. Thus when Stanley, his friend from nearby Hamilton, suggested that they go bonefishing on the island of Exuma in the Bahamas, Lawrence leapt at an opportunity he otherwise might have declined.”