I’ve been busy this afternoon trying to track down, again, my dive certification information. My daughter’s going to be getting certified next weekend after we get to Hawaii, and the hubs and I will be taking a refresher class. I have to have proof that I was certified to begin with before they’ll let me refresh, so….
What does this have to do with Five Sentence Fiction? This week’s challenge prompt was “midnight,” and with diving on my brain, I came up with the following. Don’t forget to go to Lillie McFerrin’s blog to read other writers’ stories.
Midnight Swim
I had to sneak out of the house, but it was totally worth risking my parents’ ire to go. I slipped into the cool water, stroked out past the breaking waves, and rolled over onto my back. The full moon’s light refracted off of the choppy water, and I felt like I was bathing with a million tiny stars. Slipping my snorkel into my mouth and settling my mask over my eyes, I swam further away from shore. I had a date with Nā-maka-o-Kahaʻi, the Hawaiian goddess of the sea, and I didn’t want to be late.
And no, daughter o’ mine, this isn’t permission for you to behave like this!
