Secrets

All his life maxamus, better known as just max around the docks, has lived a very simple life. Like his fathers before him he excelled as a fisherman, his sea legs were probably more experienced than his land legs. Being the son of a fisherman who was also a fan of the drink left little opportunity for max growing up. They were always poor. It didn't matter how much of a master fisherman his father was he drank too much in his old age to provide many fish. Needless to say maxs mother wasn't willing to stay with a bum so she abandoned not only husband but son as well. From that point when he was a scrawny tween boy max learned to believe that women were only interested in money nothing good about em. So he never really bothered chasing tale like his school friends. Unlike the older generations of men in his family max actually graduated from high school with honors. But he was never popular in school since other students looked at him as a weird outsider. After school and the passing of his father max picked up right where his father left off. His life had become routine wake up early go fish, sell fish, go back to the house boats at the docks and drink yourself to sleep. He hated to admit it but he he basically become his father. Except for the fact that he always brought in massive loads of fish. Max was a prodigy when it came to the sport of fishing, when he was little his parents joked that he was half fish. For a couple of years he went on alone without much complaint-- with next to no interaction. It got lonely but he would never tell anyone or had no one to tell however you look at it. It was a Saturday evening and max had just finished shopping for a few much needed groceries after selling his haul of fish for the day. He was loading the stuff into the cargo bags on the back of his motorcycle. After the long day he was looking forward to a drink and the bar across the street didn't seem like a bad place to start.