50 Word Flash-Fiction Challenge

She sat precariously on the coaming, to his right. He opened the throttle and she laughed open-mouthed into the wind. A slight nudge, her head hit the hull, the propellers dragged and then they came, sharks. He had fulfilled her last wish – to be part of the sea forever.

Authors Note: This work is pure fiction.

CoamingRaised edges or sides of a boat, designed to help keep waves and water from entering.

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