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The pond looks shallow!
I have a bad feeling. Don’t——
Dive, splat—-my poor love.
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The Devil's Triangle
The sails ruffled in the breeze as we cruised along. The Sea Breeze was a mid-size catamaran that sailed out of Royal Naval Dockyard in Bermuda. We had booked this trip weeks in advance and were now looking at our Captain, Spike and two boat hands. Paddy and Wilson seemed like nice guys, joking around with the passengers and telling us some stories about Bermuda that only locals would know. Their island accents sounded almost British but they were pleasant to listen to.
By Barbara Gode Wiles6 days ago in Fiction
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Lol, they should have listened. Loved this!
Brilliant writing Melly G! 🎉💪🏾
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