Sialing, Sailing, over the bounding main ….©James Frederick Swift 

As soon as we approached the marina at St. Thomas, I could see his face turning red.

“Do you see this, Laura Lee?” 

“Yes, I do, Max.”

“Things are changing. I used to love this little marina. Now, it’s always under construction and overcrowded with boats in every little space. It won’t be long before we don’t have a dock for our sailboat. I can recall when we’d be the eye candy for all who loved a beautiful sailboat. Now, we can barely navigate around these obstacles.”

“Max, lookout. There’s a cruise ship coming; starboard side.”

Crunch

Help!

Man overboard. 

2022©Isadora De La Vega

Genre: Flash Fiction

Word Count: 100

Photo Prompt: Crispina Kemp

Crimson Creative Challenge – #199

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