Every Man for Himself

“I don’t know, officer,” Frank said. “It happened so fast that it’s all kind of a blur.”

“Can you start at the beginning?” The Coast Guard officer asked.

“Well, a bunch of us got together to celebrate Brad’s thirtieth birthday on his yacht,” Frank said. “Brad is filthy rich, you know. He designed a way to build modular vehicles and made a fortune.”

“Please focus on what happened when you were on the boat?” The officer, who was losing patience, said.

“Yeah, right,” Feank said. “So Brad castoff and took us out off the coast to some remote place somewhere. Meanwhile, we were all drinking beer and smoking grass and barbecuing a bunch of baby back ribs when the boat hit an iceberg….”

“An iceberg?”

“Okay maybe a large rock or a reef or whatever,” Frank said.

“And then?”

“And then the boat started to sink,” Frank said. “I grabbed a lifebuoy ring thing and jumped in the water and started swimming toward the shore.”

“And what about the others?”

“Hey listen, dude,” Frank said, “at the first sign of catastrophe, it’s every man for himself.”

Written for these daily prompts: Your Daily Word Prompt (blur), Ragtag Daily Prompt (together), Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (modular), Word of the Day Challenge (castoff), The Daily Spur (remote), and MMA Storytime (ribs).

One-Liner Wednesday — Take Two

D7D100D2-1640-482F-B65A-9FA83F191571.jpeg“This is a tough hurricane, one of the wettest we’ve ever seen from the standpoint of water.”

Donald Trump

I know I already posted my response to Linda G. Hill’s One-Liner Wednesday prompt earlier, but when I heard what Donald Trump said today when he visited parts of North Carolina in the wake of Hurricane Florence, I had to share this quote from him.

In addition to his brilliant and astute (and by that I mean stupid and moronic) observation about the hurricane, our president was particularly struck by a storm-tossed yacht that smashed into a New Bern, NC home and lodged against the house’s deck.

Trump looked at the yacht and asked the home owner if it was his boat. When the owner said no, Trump replied, “at least you got a nice boat out of the deal.”

You just can’t make this shit up.

FFfAW — The Dreamer

019F84CC-4F32-4012-AD08-912423778A9FEric looked out toward the marina from the place near the water’s edge where he was sitting and admiring the yachts that were docked there. “I’ve always dreamed of having my own boat,” Eric said to the heron that was standing in the water near the shore. The heron showed little interest in what Eric had to say, as the bird was otherwise occupied hunting for a nice, succulent fish to spear.

Ignoring the disdain shown him by the heron, Eric continued. “Look at that one with the tall mast across the way, the one on the right. Ain’t she a beauty?”

The heron caught its fish, shook its head, spread its wings, and flew away.

“Fine,” Eric said, angrily calling out to the heron. “But you’ll see, bird, just like everyone else who says I’m nothing but a dreamer, that one day I’m gonna own a sailboat just like that one over there. I’m a dreamer, yes, but one who will make his dreams come true.”

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Written for this week’s Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers from Priceless Joy. Photo credit: J. S. Brand