I’m sharing from a short story I’m currently working on and hope to use in an anthology. After agreeing to house sit for a change in scenery, Bowie, aka Bowden Bryce caught a red eye flight from California but arrived too late to late to catch a beer with his former SEAL commander.
After only a couple of hours and still on SEAL time, he’d risen before dawn. The bursting sun rays lured Bowie to set down his coffee and head down stairs for the surfboard Harley had left for him in the utility room. Before the beach goers crowded the surf, he could catch a few easy rides.
A petite woman in a black bikini stood at the water’s edge gnawing on a nail. Obviously not a high dollar manicure girl. Her gaze beaded on a man wearing a prosthetic lower limb as he paddled out on a surfboard.
Pretending not to notice, he approached the water and attached his board’s leash to his ankle.
Wearing a pinched look of concern, the woman stalked toward him. “He hasn’t surfed since he lost his foot and I don’t swim.”
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