Wednesday, June 22, 2016

Floaties

Being at the beach and being mostly sober, I have found a fertile, boundless prairie of humanity to observe.  Like Noah's ark, it seems like a couple of every kind of everyone is here.

And so, Calypso (the beach Muse who takes over when the everyday Muse is giving it a rest) teed this one up for me, and Friday Flash Fiction liked it.  Yay!

The teeny story is HERE.  Thanks for looking.

~ Mick, S.D.G.

Image from pixabay.com

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