The story
Before winter closed off the path, Mia, Nico and Sam returned to the little lake with three fishing rods and a promise: no phones until sunset. For an hour, only the leaves on the tree by the shore moved. Then one of the floats disappeared. Nico grabbed the rod, Sam slipped and landed on his bottom in the snow, and Mia burst out laughing so loudly that they all joined in. The fish got away before it reached the shore. They went home with an empty bucket and a story that grew a little bigger every time they told it.