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.
This week’s prompt comes courtesy of Roger Butolt, and the idyllic view for once brings out my gentler side.
The idea, as always, is to write a story of around 100 words based on this picture, below.
Click here to hear the story read by the author:
So many deaths.
It is a beautiful spot, a corner of paradise, but treacherous for the unwary.
The first I remember was wee Andy, back when we were kids.
We had been warned about the quicksand, of course, but boys are boys, always.
Then Alan bet he could get across, stood to make a packet, disappeared without a trace.
That’s the thing, you see, the bodies never resurface.
There have been others over the years, it is hard to protect people against something so lovely, so innocent looking.
Someone from outside the area has no chance.
Like my two wives.