博客來Beautifully written and illustrated, a story about how tradition can help us hold those we’ve lost in our hearts, even when life is forever changed.
Every Thursday night, a girl and her papa go to their secret fishing spot in the middle of the city. Now it’s just the two of them--there used to be three. The girl’s mother had found this place, and they’d all fished there when the girl was small as peas. Even though it’s different now, it’s still tradition. The girl and her papa don’t talk much; instead, they listen to the waves lapping against the shore as they fish. Sometimes they talk about Mama and the big walleye that always got away. As they head home, the city sparkling in the moonlight, the girl is content, ready for a night of dreaming about Mama and the fish.
