What Pegman Saw : The revenge of Dinah

 

 

Dinah tucked up her skirts and stepped into the green water, the mud sucking at the heels of her boots. Five steps in she crouched, careful not to let her petticoats drop – getting smeared in algae would warrant a beating.

She gazed into the periwinkle eyes. The fact he still had eyes meant he’d been dead less than a day. Yellowed, smashed teeth showed through puffy lips. His nose was broken, knuckles bloodied – he’d fought back.

The ink swallow on his neck marked him as a sailor, one of the many that swarmed the docks, drinking, whoring, fighting. Mama kept the girls inside when a new ship docked, in case.

Dinah stood, the disturbed water shifting his pale hands as if he was about to swim. She placed one muddy boot in the centre of his chest and pushed, watched the periwinkle eyes submerge.

‘Goodbye to bad rubbish,’ she said.

 


Written for What Pegman Saw, the writing prompt that uses Google Street View as its inspiration. This week we visit Treasure Cay in the Bahamas – beautiful but with a sometimes less than glamorous history. See here to join our growing throng, read and comment do.

When looking into the history of the Bahamas, I was tempted by tales of pirates and seafarers, but English Puritans settled there too and I wondered what happened when those groups of people met. See here for further history of the islands and here for an interesting post about pirates and tattoos.

And here is the story of the Biblical Dinah.

 

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