“This is the life, isn’t it Betty? I’m so happy we are finally together as man and wife.”
“I do love the beach, Harry, but aren’t you going to swim with me? Let’s get in the water!”
“Uh, you know I love the ocean, Betty, but I can’t be in the sun with just trunks on. Though I wish I could join you, I’ll just sit here in my new plaid shirt and watch.”
Betty went in the waves, playing, keeping her eye on her husband when suddenly she was run over by a small sailboat. Harry watched in surprise and fear. Neither honeymooner saw the “No Swimming” sign.
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Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers: 8th April
The Bag Lady 
Good take Cheryl. Hopefully the sail boat didn’t have a motor!
I’m glad this one is back in circulation. I couldn’t get the inlinz to work for me so had to leave my link in the comments on the original.
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I am glad also. On I’m of fandangos, flashback Fridays I see people I really miss a lot
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