She was alone in the sea of fog…

Through the mist, she saw the lights of the harbor.

Empty, deserted, eerie, a ghost town.

Not one boat remained, not a single human.

The only sound she heard was the splash of her paddle and the bell on a buoy.

Why was she the only one?

noon on the beach

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About doggonedmysteries

Agented Mystery Writer, Bull Terrier owner --we have two, Avid gardener.

Posted on April 4, 2016, in Writing and tagged , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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