Friday Fictioneers is hosted by the wonderful Rochelle, the undisputed master of what I call Sound Bite Fiction.
She sets the weekly challenge, and the standard.
Today’s artistic photo by Georgia Koch is rather like looking in a mirror, I see something old, grey and somewhat past its best.
I did not write anything for this last year, perhaps because I was in Canada at the time.
Or perhaps I just lacked inspiration.
The idea, as always, is to write a story of around 100 words based on the picture, below.
Click here to hear me read the story:
Back to Port
I head back to port in the failing light.
The Mediterranean seems strangely devoid of other craft.
I see a solitary small boat ahead, dwarfed by my sixty-foot yacht.
I catch it fast, on a course to overtake on its starboard side.
Its two occupants, a man and a pre-adolescent boy, wave a friendly greeting.
I raise a hand from the steering wheel, send a salute in return.
Then I look around at the empty seas.
There is nothing as far as I can see.
With a grin, I grip the wheel more firmly.
And pull my left hand down.