Captain Sam swung his lantern three times. Moments later, a schooner emerged from the thick fog cloaking the harbor.
Eddie tugged his cap tighter over his head and clasped his hands together, trying to stop the trembling. "Will it take me home?" he asked.
Captain Sam bent to Eddie's level and looked him straight in the eye. "There's no tellin', lad. But it'll get ya closer."
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5 comments:
Very evocative, Edie! Wow. You sure said a lot in just a few sentences. The setting is already clear, and I strongly felt Eddie's anxiety. Bravo!
Thanks, David! Now I want to take the story farther...
Edie, will something like this be part of your Maine story? A wonderful sense of setting has come through. I want more!
Not the Maine story, Christy, but this start is giving me a good feeling for another story, set on the Chesapeake Bay.
I want to hear more too. Beautiful writing.
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