FFfAW : X marks the spot

This week’s photo prompt is provided by Louise with The Storyteller’s Abode. Thank you Louise!


 

‘Summer job, is it?’ said Dave.

Samantha stepped into the cockpit, placing two mugs of tea on the wooden seat beside him.’That’s right. Back to uni in the autumn. One sugar, wasn’t it?’

They were always the same, these kids. Came from nice families but not rich ones, meaning they had to earn a bit of beer money during the holidays and ‘crew on a river boat’ looked better on their CV than ‘shelf stacker’ or ‘cake factory operative’. Next year it would probably be ‘chalet maid’ on some Alpine resort, cleaning up after hapless tourists.

At least she made a decent cup of tea.

‘What are you studying?’ he said, turning the nose of the River Queen towards the jetty.

Slipping out onto the gunwale to tie up, she called, ‘Marine archaeology.’

Dave’s pulse beat with the rhythm of the engine. He could show her, get some answers. But the things he’d found – silt covered, softened by moss – he hardly believed it himself. Still …

‘Err, Sam?’ he called.

 


Written for Priceless Joy’s Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers. See the pic and write a tale to suit it. See here to join in and to read the other tales.