When your fishing buddy decides to just walk off and marry her instead of the game…tragedy. It all started on a calm morning, sun just peeking over the water, rods in hand, bait ready, hearts full of hope… and dreams of catching the big one. My fishing buddy? My partner-in-crime, my co-angler, my fellow warrior against weeds, lures, and the unending battle of bass… seemed totally committed. Or so I thought. We cast line after line, swapping stories, laughing at our missed catches, celebrating ou