Reeling
Bob liked to walk down to the little Marine Memorial park for a smoke. He should give the filthy things up completely, and was down to a couple a day. He actually enjoyed the fresh air.
He liked to read the commemorative plaques. For an inland little Ohio town, with only a pond not much bigger than a bathtub, it had produced a large number a famous Naval Officers.
He glanced out across the water. What??! This wasn’t Loch Ness. That can’t be a monster! Wait! A Russian submarine?? Weren’t the Swedes looking for one?? How did it get here?
Go to Rochelle’s Addicted to Purple site, and use her Wednesday photo as a prompt to write a complete 100 word story.
Archon's Den 