Photograph by Lisa Shambrook (please do not use without permission)
Day Fourteen: Children
Flood Part Ten
“What are you doing down here? Thought I’d lost you!”
“Yeah right…this boat is soooo big!”
“What you looking at? Oh…”
“At least they didn’t take these.”
Album pages slowly turned in the dim corner of the cabin and a framed photograph was held in shaking hands. Tears dripped and splashed onto the inset glass, soft sobs echoed and a heavy sniff, poorly disguised as a sigh, reverberated in the claustrophobic room.
A cloak of grief encompassed the reluctant sailors.
“Do you think we’ve lost them?”
A kiss on a wet cheek was all that could fill the wordless moment.
(100 Words)
The Last Krystallos 
Heartbreaking, yet intriguing at the same time. Wonderful post.
Wow! It's so sad, but made me hopeful that they might see them again one day.
Wow. Very evocative, Lisa, well done.
This is so sad. I love the kiss on the cheek though – a husband still doing what is important to him and comforting his wife.
Aww, this is so sad and poignant. I loved the last bit with the kiss on the cheek – a lovely touch!
How heartbreaking…I'm really rooting for them!!!
Wonderful imagery, with the wind ruffling the pages as if she wants to look at the pictures too.
This really is heartbreaking. . .the kiss on the chick when words are impossible. . . . hope the atmosphere changes for them in the next epidode. xx
Oh I almost cried. The last lines are so perfect. Nice Lisa. Very nice.