The Rescue

https://joannoeldechen.wordpress.com/2019/10/10/the-rescue/

Once, a long time ago, I remember being on the bridge of my father's Crisscraft called The Tritan. We had been visiting with friends for the weekend. I did my usual kid activities. We were about to leave the docks. We may have been at Kismet that weekend. My father had already removed the soft nylon ropes from the poles and I was on the bridge waiting for him to come back. He did after a few moments and turned the key to the engine. Everything was routine until we looked ahead...