It’s Wednesday/Friday again! Today’s picture prompt, provided by our Fairy Blog Mother, Rochelle, was taken by Lucy Fridkin. Thanks to both of you.
The whump-whump of the tug’s motor was the only heartbeat Jason needed to hear.
He liked people alright;
even got married – once.
But he loved isolation best, so the knock on the wheelhouse, and whispered, “May I board?” surprised him.
So did the way his best friend, Alice, looked.
“Roger . . .” Her bruised eye said it all.
“I’ll take care of it.”
After drink took Roger into a deep sleep aboard My Mistress, Jason drained the fuel, hooked her up to his tug and headed north out of the harbor.
Ten days and much shouting later, Jason cut his payload adrift on the frigid Bering Sea.
Up From the Ashes 