Jack’s wife and daughter waved from the pier as he sailed away. Later, a rogue wave rolled over his craft. He wished that he would live. Afterward, he clung to the capsized boat, wishing that he would see his wife and daughter just one more time. He wished for warmth and soon the sun rose high above the horizon, feeling like a warm hug. Then he saw them, along with the bodies of a hundred others who had been dragged out to sea when the tsunami hit the small group of islands they had known as home. Three wishes granted.
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Gordon Lawrie
31/12/2017 10:54:47 pm
Whoa! Dark – careful what you wish for...
Adam Smith
9/1/2018 03:56:53 am
Thanks for the comment. I'm glad you get the "dark".
Faseeh
1/1/2018 07:28:23 am
Superb story and congrats for making twice for competition. I read your stories. they were amazing
Adam Smith
9/1/2018 03:57:37 am
Thank you so much for the compliment, and for reading through my stories. Your time and opinion is very much appreciated. Sincerely, Adam Comments are closed.
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"Classic"
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