When they piled into Riley‘s truck at exactly six am the next morning, Stella was surprised at all the things Riley had brought just to go fishing. Yes, of course there were the poles, even the extra poles were understandable. And yes, of course they needed the tackle box—she hadn‘t considered it yesterday. But he also had a bucket, which was to hold the fish they caught. He had an old margarine bowl filled with worms. Its lid was tightly in place but it had small slits in top ...