The blue feathered bird was eating what looked like a discarded sandwich that sat on the top of the garbage in the can. The bird flew up into the tree... each time a person walked by on the foot path that ran between the bench where she was sitting and the trash can. After the person passed the Steller’s jay flew back down to pick at the sandwich. Watching the plucky bird, determined to get a meal out of the garbage can, she thought about how the bird was like herself. She needed to get a passing. I had been on the Swamp two months without a boat. I had fished mostly off my dock while reading spam on my mini pad. I hadn't bothered with the Satellite TV or the Truck Stop WiFi. I just bought a comprehensive wireless plan. It had no limit Internet and cell service. I could have gotten by with ten minutes of cell phone a month since only the locals knew I was living on the swamp. They tended to stop by rather than call probably because I didn't appear to be the chatty type.On Friday to. More

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