As expected, I got Eloise’s goodbye letter in the mail. She moved out today.
The fishing tournament was going on, so I talked to Chip. He told me that Jambette was in first place! Oh no, that won’t do!
I was determined to win the tournament, if for no other reason than to prevent Jambette from winning. But first, I had to water my flowers. On my way around town, I saw Jambette. So I buried her and burned her face.
When I was done, I went fishing. This is the only time that you actually want to catch sea bass, since they are among the largest fish. I caught quite a few before I caught one that was larger than Jambette’s, but I did eventually get one that was 41.2 inches long. Chip gave me an iris chair for taking over the top spot.
But the competition wasn’t over yet. So I still caught a few more sea bass. Just as time was expiring, I gave Chip a 45-inch sea bass to beat my own record. I won!
