This short story inspired by DP Weekly Writing Challenge: That’s Absurd
The water lapped gently against the boat. It was hypnotic.
Simultaneously the fishing pole slipped from his hands and he heard the wail of a loon off in the distance.
“Come swim with me!”
Before Stanley could gather his thoughts and realize the playful invite came from the loon, he was swimming effortlessly beneath the water.
“Keep up!” The loon called over his shoulder “We have fish to catch!”
“But…” Stanley stumbled over his words. “How?”
“No time to talk.” The loon circled Stanley. The confused child tried to turn with each revolution the loon made. “If you want fish for dinner you must focus and swim!”
Stanley released his apprehension and swam. He glided through the water with ease, faster and smoother than he knew possible. He and the loon circled each other as they propelled forward.
“No!” Stanley tried to raise his hands to stop the loon that swam directly at him, the loon’s beak was open to its fullest, Stanley had become the fish. Stanley had become dinner!
The young boy felt himself gently rock back and forth. “Stan, come on, you need to wake up, if you want fish for dinner we need to get out on the lake.”
Stanley opened his eyes. “Dad?”