Title: Fishing Tales
Source: Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers
Word count: 145 words
James and I sorted through the old photo box.
“Look,” I tossed the photo I was holding at James, “Looks like Mom didn’t take this. Her finger isn’t in the shot.”
James chuckled as he grabbed the photo.
“Sorry, to disappoint you, Bro, Mom took this one. I remember.”
“Yep, it’s the day Dad taught me to fish. My hook got caught in the raft’s side, Dad grabbed it out of my hands and yanked. The rubber ripped, and we capsized. Dad’s fishing gear ended on the bottom of the pond and we waded back to shore. Dad never let go of the rod.”
James smiled and tucked the photo into his shirt pocket.
“Was that the rod that hung in your room?” I asked.
“Same one. I still, have it,” he said. “One day I’ll teach my son to fish with it.”
Keep on writing.
Jo Hawk The Writer