Carter seemed hypnotized as Motts shared his sagely prognostications of the boy’s future.

Motts spoke of trials and tribulations, joys and frustrations. He spoke of love and heartache, friends and family and finally he gave a glimpse of what was to be Carter’s eventual end. Then Motts fell silent.

After a moment he whispered, “Please, put me back in the water.”

Carter shook himself from his daze. Unhooked the fish and dropped it back into the pond. As he gathered his stuff to leave, Carter turned back and shouted, “DUH! SPOILER ART!” And he stomped off, never to go fishing again.