Wordle #470

Fingers hanging in the water, trailing the flow as he rowed the boat. We stopped, and Jesse began to feed me grapes. He was such a flirt! He had arranged the boat trip before the coming big freeze. I do believe he was trying to forge a relationship with me or fill me with giddiness! Jesse was succeeding with the latter.

Suddenly, I jumped excitedly! Fish were biting on the fibers on the fringe of my shirt. Guess that will teach me to hang my arm in the water. With pole in hand, we proceeded to follow and finish them!

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