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  {This is a response to a prompt from Friday Fictioneers, limited to 100 words.  Thanks for the prompt and thank you for stopping by to read!}     “Who’s ‘at?”  Amos squinted, silver brows furrowed against the lake’s sparkle. The seaplane’s skis alighted.  As flawless and practiced as a sparrow. “Idiot Boxer.  Him again.  …