Excerpt from Girl With a Mask This particular Saturday I'd left town in a hurry. I hadn't even stopped to eat lunch. Instead, I had the cafe, where quite a few Of us bachelors ate, put up a bag of sand wiches for me.

When I reached the place on Butte Creek where I leave the car and start walking up to the best fishing, I decided to make some oof fee. I carry a coffee pot, coffee, and a gasoline camp stove in the car when I go on a fishing trip. Coffee tastes better to me when it's made on the spot with water from a moun; tain stream.

I was dipping up a pot of water when I heard wading up the creek. I glanced up without seeing all of him at first. But when I saw that his trousers were rolled above a knobby little pair of no longer young knees and that he was wearing an ancient pair of brogans, I took him in all over.

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