The couple strolled along the jetty breathing in the balmy sea air. It smelled like freedom when the pink boat caught Carmen’s eye.
“Henry, that’s it!” she declared.
Money was exchanged, and the seller even threw in his bike. A handy tool for when the couple pulled into ports along the Atlantic coast.
Packed up and pushed out to sea, Carmen enjoyed the feel of the wind in her hair and the droplets of sea water on her face. Relief washed over her.
It would take days before the neighbors discovered what was missing and what was left behind.
It took a while for this one. But, it finally arrived and 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’re to write a 100-word story. The photo this week was provided by C.E. Ayr.
If you would like to join in with this encouraging group of writers, or read their stories for this week, visit here.
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