The Drop Along The Coastal Highway
A man in a dark jacket swung a heavy burlap sack over the concrete barrier and let it fall straight into the crashing surf below.
A golden retriever leaped at his chest, pawing at the rough fabric before it vanished over the edge.
The man shoved the dog back onto the asphalt, kicked his leg over a black motorcycle, and twisted the throttle to speed away down the winding road.
Left alone on the highway shoulder, the dog sprinted down the coastal sand toward an old wooden rowboat parked near the shore.
A fisherman stood barefoot on the sand, sorting through green nylon netting, when the dog jumped against his waist and tugged at his sleeve.
The dog bounded straight into the bow of the dinghy, barking toward the open water and refusing to leave the vessel.
Diving Beneath The Surface
The fisherman pushed the wooden hull off the shore pebbles and pulled hard on both oars, cutting through the calm coastal water.
Without warning, the golden retriever planted its front paws on the wooden gunwale and threw itself into the deep water.
The fisherman dropped his oars, kicked off his sandals, and went over the side right behind the animal.
Underneath the surface, bubbles swirled around the dog’s coat as both diver and hound swam downward toward the seabed.
Schools of yellow fish scattered as the fisherman spotted the tied burlap sack resting upright against a bed of coral.
He wrapped both hands around the knotted top of the bag, kicked off the sandy ocean floor, and pulled the waterlogged weight toward the sunlight.
The Opening Of The Sack
The fisherman broke through the surface, hoisted the dripping sack over the boat’s edge, and helped the swimming retriever scramble back inside.
Kneeling on the wet floorboards, he worked his fingers into the tight knot, loosening the wet hemp cord loop by loop.
He pulled the mouth of the sack wide open, revealing two small golden puppies shivering against the coarse fabric.
The puppies tumbled out onto the wooden planks, whimpering softly as the mother dog bent her head down to lick their wet faces.
The adult dog pressed her nose against their bellies, nudging them closer to her chest as they found their footing on the damp wood.
A Second Dive To The Floor
Before the boat could drift back toward land, the adult retriever stood up on the edge of the hull and jumped into the water a second time.
She swam straight to the ocean floor, clamped her jaws securely around the neck of another sunken dark sack, and kicked upward.
The fisherman reached over the side to grab the heavy bundle from her mouth and hauled both the dog and the bag into the dinghy.
He untied the soaked rope binding the dark canvas and peeled the layers of fabric back.
Inside the bag lay several heavy, rectangular bars of solid gold, reflecting the midday sunlight as water dripped down their stamped edges.
The fisherman grabbed one of the gold bricks with both hands, shouting across the open water as the puppies tumbled around his knees.
A white motor yacht drifted across the clear water as a man in a white linen shirt kneeled on the clean teak deck, resting one hand on the golden retriever’s head while the two puppies climbed over his brown leather loafers.
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