THE FIRE in the pot-bellied stove threw heat to the four corners of the small room. It felt good to sit there and absorb its warmth. The burning path of the drink Alec poured helped me relax and doze...
"The Big Walleye,"
Sketch: Vol. 20
, Article 7.
Available at: http://lib.dr.iastate.edu/sketch/vol20/iss3/7