His pesky sister, Talia, yells from their hut.
“What ‘ya doin’ up there in that tree, Fetu?”
Ignoring her, he shimmies up to a higher branch.
Will Sefina wait for me or will she marry Lagi?
With a storm on the horizon, Fetu’s father forbade him taking the outrigger and crossing the strait to her island.
But, I know if Sefina hears my voice her heart will be mine.
Tungee sold him a phone for a saltwater croc. The SIM card cost Fetu dearly … one heart of palm. He waves the device high in the air.
Dang it, no reception!
This story is my contribution to “Friday Fictioneers,” a weekly challenge hosted by the lovely Rochelle Wisoff Fields. With the help of a photo prompt to inspire, we are to write a 100-word story. This week’s photo was contributed by Susan Eames. If you would like to join in with this encouraging group of writers or read their stories from this week, visit HERE.