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Fish Kill and Other Modern Day Fables
Fish Kill and Other Modern Day Fables
Fish Kill and Other Modern Day Fables
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Written by Jamaican native Horace Fletcher, Fish Kill and Other Modern Day Fables presents a series of fables that encompass day-to-day life experiences and conclude with surprise endings to emphasize the unseen consequences of lifes choices. Combining vivid imagery with lyrical prose, Fletcher paints an intimate picture of the human experience often hidden from view.

From the blue, crystal waters of the Caribbean to a rural Mexican village, Fletcher delves into the deepest of human emotions. In Rat Race, a laboratory technicians animal experiments take a wrong turn, while a case of mistaken identity causes serious consequences in Dead Ringer. Fletcher enters the world of science fiction in Earth Invasion, and Bleeding Hearts features a police chief trying to solve a baffling crime. Each story offers a unique lesson, one that challenges us to examine the daily decisions we make and how they affect those around us.

Insightful and eclectic, Fish Kill and Other Modern Day Fables will compel you to stop and think about how you interact with the Earth and its other inhabitants.
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PublisheriUniverse
Release dateDec 27, 2010
ISBN9781450272261
Fish Kill and Other Modern Day Fables

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    Fish Kill and Other Modern Day Fables - Horace Fletcher

    Copyright © 2010 by Horace Fletcher

    All rights reserved. No part of this book may be used or reproduced by any means, graphic, electronic, or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, taping or by any information storage retrieval system without the written permission of the publisher except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical articles and reviews.

    This is a work of fiction. All of the characters, names, incidents, organizations, and dialogue in this novel are either the products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously.

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    ISBN: 978-1-4502-7225-4 (sc)

    ISBN: 978-1-4502-7226-1 (ebk)

    Library of Congress Control Number: 2010916860

    Printed in the United States of America

    iUniverse rev. date: 12/15/2010

    This book is dedicated to my family. First of all to my grandparents and parents, who taught me the value of a good education and also instilled in me the importance of being kind and just to others. To my brothers and sisters who helped to mould me into the human being that I am; and finally my wife, Gilian, and daughters, Kelly, Lisa, and Natalie, for their love and encouragement, ensuring stability and happiness in my life.

    Contents

    FISH KILL

    Bleeding Hearts

    Dead Ringer

    Distant Relative

    Earth Invasion

    Man Raper

    Rat Race

    The Nightmare

    The Perfect Stranger

    The Smash Hit

    FISH KILL

    The blue-green water of the Caribbean Sea was serene. The canoe rocked gently in the waves as the lone fisherman looked out eagle-eyed for the telltale signs of fish. Jakey—short for Jakes—was no Jacques Cousteau, but he was as old a salt of the sea as any. He was a thin, wiry man with bronzed, wrinkled skin from his countless encounters with skies without shade. His crop of hair was bright red from the bleaching effect of sun and sea, while his skin was the colour of chocolate. He stood steadily in the canoe and shaded his eyes to look for the large shimmer of a school of parrot fish, the favourite eating fish of the Hellshire Beach crowd. In his hand, he held a stick of dynamite, illegal but quite effective for his purpose. What did he care about damage to reefs and all of that crap? He had two greedy baby mothers and twelve children to support. He also had to pay back the Co-op for the cost of his secondhand boat engine, and of course he had to be able to be a man and buy the fellows a drink at Friday night’s domino game.

    He noted the first evidence of a ripple, and then he saw what he had been searching for all morning—a large school of parrot fish. He waited until they came near enough and then lit the fuse. The dynamite sailed through the air and fell accurately in the middle of the school with an imperceptible ploop.

    About 300 yards away, the tiger shark swam lazily, swinging his large tail from side to side in the constant effort to stay afloat and keep water rushing through his gills. The shark was hungry; he had not eaten for two days, and the hunger pangs were now sending harsh signals to his tiny brain. Although his eyesight was fairly good, his main senses were his acute sense of smell—which could detect one drop of blood in a million parts of seawater—and his lateral lines, which could detect the faintest vibration of a struggling fish from 100 yards away. The shark felt the unusual vibration as the detonation of the dynamite sent shock waves through the water from 200 yards away. He decided to investigate and swam easily toward the source.

    In the meantime, Jakey scooped up dead fish gleefully with his net. He was alone, and the sun was hot, but he smiled as he scooped fish, realizing that he had hit the jackpot today. He wiped his brow and steadied himself in the boat and scooped up another net full of fish. Most of the fish were dead—some shattered and bleeding from the explosion—while some were still alive but stunned and unable to swim away. He was not really worried about fish quality, as all of the fish would be sold or given away by the end of the day.

    The shark came closer and closer to the canoe. He noted the smell of blood from the dead fish and swam forward more eagerly. He soon detected the odd shape of the canoe and noted the splashing activity beside the shape. He switched to attack mode, swished his tail vigorously, and swam upward toward the canoe.

    The sudden crash into the canoe caught Jakey off guard. He lost his balance and fell headlong into the water. He was only a moderate swimmer, although he spent so much time at sea. Under the surface of the water, he noted the huge, dark shape near to him. He blinked in astonishment, and then his eyes opened in horror as he noted the immense snout and mouthful of sharp teeth inches from his face. With

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