“We sat at the end of the dock, my father and me. Early morning fog hovered over Chippewa Lake, so thick I couldn‘t see to the other side. As far as I could tell we were the only two awake out of all the people in Fort Colson. It wouldn‘t have surprised me to learn that we were the first up in the whole state of Michigan.“
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