The rain of fate
©Ted Strutz
They had planned this trip for weeks and they were determined not to allow the weather to change anything. They had packed everything and filled up the car, persuading themselves that they would have the time of their lives.
The rain evolved from tiny drops to thunder and hail.
They were told to turn their lights on and be extra careful at the harbour, particularly when entering the ship.
The sea itself became restless.
“Maybe this isn’t such a good idea?” Matilda already began to worry. Perhaps destiny did not want them on that ship.
“It’ll be fine,” he replied.
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Sometimes a storm adds a hint of adventure! I’m with him….
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If your gut is telling you something, you should always listen. Unless you just ate cabbage because then it’s just a lot of hot air. Wonderful story. :o)
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Don’t panic! Nice one.
My story – ‘An empty bottle’
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Ferrys and storms, I would prefer to stay at home.
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I’m with him, it will be fine 🙂
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Some really nice writing. I loved the tension build up with the rain evolving and the sea becoming restless.
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