This trip I trolled for a solid hour, nothing. But I was enjoying the day, it was fairly warm. I headed right out across the lake, hoping the fish wou...d be in the middle as sometimes happened. I was about two miles out, I had switched from trolling shallow to very deep when the rod tip went down, a fat scrappy little Rainbow just under a foot long appeared. I let it go, and seconds later I had another one. It went just like that, one fish after another, each one an exact duplicate of the other.. " I said but was wondering why she was being so secretive."Ok, I'll tell you but please don't tell anyone else. I met a guy on line." She said as she looked me in the eyes."So that is not so bad." I said trying to reassure her."Well he is also black." She said as she again looked toward the stairs."Oh!" I said as a traditionally raised white southern woman I understood her reluctance to be open about this relationship."It is something I have been curious about for a while. I thought I could. ." Ah found it!" the construction worker shouted. "I knew it was downwardsin the plot."To his left, the shrubbery started to shake and a moment later a teenagegirl in shredded clothes appeared."What the hell?" she cursed. "Why am I a girl now?" I take it you were the boy who just fell down the hole?" the workerinquired."I-" The girl started but broke off. "Okay, I believe it now. This isnot a prank. Plot-holes are real." Calm down Miss," the worker urged her. "Look. My name is Arthur. MaybeI. So I was still waiting for the dashing man who would sweep me off my feet. Too many romantic tales I'm sure.One visitor to our place was Dominic. Everyone was suspicious of him. Not from anything he did, but rather because he was a "foreigner". In those days that term would have been applied to anyone, Irish, English or whatever who was not a local, but in his case it was true. He was dark, actually not that peculiar in Ireland. He told us he was from Spain. Another Catholic country, Spain and.