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ColinW.Sargent The BostonCastrato 21mm A pr i l 2016 101 Fiction By Karen L. Lessard H E DOCKED that frigid morning as a fog bank settled along the eastern reaches of Casco Bay. Shed slept restlessly during the noreaster two nights before. She couldnt recall her dreams but his presence in the dank morning air was unmis- takable. Wary but not anxious she could sense the tide was turning. Shed banished him from her consciousness for five years keeping him submerged like the ship- wreck he was but shed never doubted hed resur- face. One day a tempest would draw him from the deep like other flotsam from her past and shed have to face him and force him back down. Yesterday caught her channel surfing. Despite de- liberately avoiding old TV shows she felt closed in by the storm and began exploring. And there he was young and handsome strong and honorable as per- fect as shed first seen him fifteen years before. In another life shed watched that series faithful- ly and had developed a juvenile crush on the charac- ter he portrayed. It was a safe crush separated from real life by fantasy anonymity and the distance be- tween the East and West coasts. She could laugh about it over beer with her friends at Deweys. Five years later Fate relocated her to Los Ange- les and introduced them through a mutual friend. She found the man embodied the fictional character and for a few years it seemed they were meant for Sea Change CoreyTempleTon