He rolled over, pulled the covers with him. He was tired and in his head relived the day. He saw the fish crash through the surface of the water like a thoroughbred out of the gate. Sun flashing off fins that shone rainbow colors through the summer afternoon.
He'd caught the biggest fish anyone had ever caught locally from the river. He felt bad and yet his mom had made him feel better by preparing it for their dinner and praising his efforts.
He felt himself floating off into sleep. "Good night, monkey," he said.