Here’s my very slow response to last Sunday’s Six Sentence Stories prompt, hosted by GirlieOnTheEdge. The prompt word given is RHYTHM
A Day in the Deep Blue Sea
“Does the rhythm of the waves want to rock you to sleep, mate?”
“It does that, Ab, and all this blue isn’t apt to keep a fella awake, either, after we been hard at it half the night.”
“Well, you’d better act lively ‘cause we got at least another hour’s work if’n we wanna reach that there speck of an island.”
“Just think about sharks tipping us over and chewing us up before we get there; that should keep you swingin’ your oar right smartly, Tom,” said Davy.
“If we was smart, we’d ‘a took a better look at that old tub before we signed on as crew,” Mick grumbled as he swung his oar in rhythm with Tom’s.
“You fellas see anything of the other lifeboat,” Ab asked as his eyes scanned the ocean again, but none of them had.