First in this week..
The water is so clear
that I can see the crocodiles beneath – hungry, monstrous, wicked – showing no
intent to hide themselves. A few
stranded passengers from a sunken ship await their fate on the island. They
hope for an airlift but it does not happen. The only way back is through water,
and the small boats are sure to be overturned by the monsters.
“What are you writing at this hour? Is there something
bothering you?” I ask my son who looks depressed.
“Mom, the company has been taken over by a new management. There may be layoffs next week.”