Jan 25, 2021
1 min read
MICROFICTION
Lost in Paradise
A booze cruise turned bad
“How many freckles do you have,” he asked. “Can I count them?”
“Um, I don’t know,” she replied, “and we might be here all night.”
He was creepy, but the drinks were flowing.
In time she would lose him, losing herself along the way; found passed-out drunk on shore.
