Vincente laughed. "That's part of why it was so weird! At first he thought he was being followed, then he thought he was going crazy. But it turns out, someone really was following him - just not a fisherman. Not a real fisherman, at any rate." Suddenly, Vincente caught himself, as if it had just transpired to him that the discussion might bore either father or daughter. "Sorry, I've been rambling again, innit? Please don't let me detain you."
An omnivorous reader with a strangely retentive memory for trifles.
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