Jun. 28th, 2016

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The prompt:


He’d sailed on his yacht the Pursang into the harbor of  this sleepy Maine town  That was where they’d anchor for the night, maybe go into town the next day for a little shopping. The image of a lazy harbor at sunset, with a white church steeple up on a hill, quaint shops and Victorian homes painted a welcoming picture. The water was so tranquil that it was like a mirror.


Perhaps it was the calm before the storm, or so that’s what Solo’d gut told him as he bedded down for the night.


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