All Silent on the Flint

Jones put a cigarette in his mouth and lit it. The sky had turned a deep blue; mist was thick on the water.

Bobby unbuttoned his shirt, tossed it on the floor of the boat and kicked off his boots. The small aluminum vessel wobbled as he stood up.

"Keep her steady now, Bobby.”

"Sorry. Didn't mean to rock the boat none."

Jones laughed and broke into a coughing fit.

"You alright?"

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