The only good thing about Wednesday is that it’s ‘Friday Fictioneers‘ time again. A 100 word photo prompt hosted by the fab Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. Click on the linky, read all the others and get yourself onto the programme…..
Photo Copyright : Dawn M. Miller
The first lamp was lit at quarter to six. Jeannie smelt the change in the air. She wiped her hands on her apron and reached for the shutters. The second lamp was lit at ten past six. The balmy evening sky turned black. A raging wind danced a tango through the harbour. The third lamp was lit at twenty past six. The waves lashed higher, fell back and then rose higher still. Wives and mothers prayed to Poseidon for the men out at sea. By the time the storm broke, every lamp from the village was on Jeannie’s front porch, guiding the boats safely home.