(Author’s statement: My apologies. Last week’s miss of the Friday Fictioneers was due to having back to back medical treatments and getting home VERY late. So I will try to make up for it this week. Anyhow, here’s today’s fictioneers:)
by Miles H. Rost
High tide. Sitting on the beach.
The water comes around, bathing the lower half of my body.
Josephine is next to me.
I look down and smile. She loves the ocean, and everything that comes with it. Always did.
She grew up by the ocean, even took jobs on the fishing boats in her teens. Boys called her “Tuna”.
She set the record for largest ahi tuna caught in the province. She was a senior in high school then.
I stand, and pick Josephine up. I open the top, and pour her out.
Josephine, I send you all my love.