What's The John Dory?_Brothers_Bermuda_Sea Monster
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What's The John Dory?
I lift my head from under the cool waves only to hear that Dave is still - still - laughing about the tumble I took (that oaf). The day’s been just peachy, all soft winds that perfectly rivaled the monsters we’re riding, clouds painted in the sky in milky swirls. I reckon it’d all be swell if only I had better company: in all of Australia, Dave’s gotta be just the worst bugger around (the fall wasn’t that funny.) I got to Cairns quite a while ago and still can’t go a full day on the water without a spill off the board. I’ve gotten better, for sure, but there’s always the one at least. My mates...
Brothers
At fifty years old, Alex Drag has been a businessman since he was twenty. Alex is always busy with meetings, rude clients, and papers that are usually due the next day. He is almost the exact opposite of Chad Drag. Chad is Alex’s older brother. He is fifty-one years old but he acts as if he is still ten. He won the five billion dollar lottery when he was thirty-two years old. He quit his job and bought a mansion. Alex and Chad always see each other when they can, which is only holidays since Alex’s job is so time consuming. When they do, Alex usually stays over for two or three days on the we...
Bermuda
The surface of the stormy water broke as a figure rose up from the depths, a man, gasping for breath. Thoughts clouded the man’s brain like a swarm of bees, attacking him relentlessly, “Where am I? Why am I here? Who am I?” At last, the he pushed the questions out of his brain for now, if only for a moment. He did remember the world, with cars, modern houses, music. Nevertheless, the man couldn’t remember how he got here or who he was. As he gazed around him, the man realized his situation was not as dire as he originally thought. In front of him was salvation in the form of a landmass. S...
Sea Monster
Though the weather bureau forewww.onedoor.cccasted a calm and sunny day, dark clouds appeared on the horizon by morning, and sooner than the anglers expected, the sky cover with thick dark clouds. The sea was raving by noon and rained cats and dogs. Waves as tall as a two-story building rocked the small fishing trawler almost to a tipping point. The wind was powerful enough to lift a medium-sized man from the deck and threw him into the dark, angry waters. The four fishers stuck in the cabin and hanged to the frame to keep themselves from hitting the walls and the fixed furniture. The storm came from nowhe...