David Emami was getting tired of the hustle and bustle of living in Portland, Oregon, and was looking for a break from the madness. He had gone fishing when he was a child and really enjoyed it, so he decided to grab the pole he used as a boy, then he picked up some bait from the local market and headed out to the Sandy River in Troutdale, Oregon, which was just about 30 minutes from him.
It was cold and crisp in the morning. David watched as the buildings disappeared as he got closer and closer to his destination. The air seemed fresher and the noise faded into the distance.
When he arrived, he had the whole place to himself. Not a single person was to be seen. David was giddy with joy as he envisioned an entire day catching fish while eating the tuna and peanut butter sandwich he had prepared the night before.
“Now this is the life,” said David as he opened up a can of diet grape soda, his favorite kind. “Not a person for miles! Not a care in the world!”
Then, David felt something tug on his line. He pulled it, but it wouldn’t budge. “My goodness! Gee, by golly, gosh!” He kept pulling and reeling, and at last, it seemed to moving.
As he pulled and reeled, he noticed that the end of his line was not attached to a fish at all; it was attached to a dead deer. David dropped his pole out of fright, and the current pulled the deer back down the river, right along with David’s childhood fishing pole. “My pole!” He jumped into the water and waded up to his knees, but nearly lost his footing on the slimy rocks below. He watched as they both disappeared around a bend in the river. “Well, that’s just typical,” he said angrily.
David went back to the shore, shivering from the cold and soaking wet. He sat down on a rock and ate his tuna fish and peanut butter sandwich while sipping his soda. “This is by far the worst day of my life,” said David with a frown on his face. Actually, there were many more to come.
David Emami is Alone in Portland is a collection of stories that peer into the life of a middle-aged curmudgeon with a fondness for cats and antiques.
Playfully illustrated with Bitmoji characters, his story comes to life as each day brings a new adventure.
He was obsessive compulsive and mad about antiques. The apartment was covered, top to bottom, in decor that would be more aligned with that of an old woman that peaked in the 1960s. david-emami-takes-on-portland.html
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