This is my contribution to this week’s Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers prompt, provided by Priceless Joy.
John tried to convince his audience. “There. He stretched his arm out towards a dark patch of water. I was in the raft and she appeared right there.”
Miranda crossed her arms with a loud huff and glared at her father. “Dad, I can’t believe that you still drag us out here every year for this stupid story. You imagined the whole thing, get over it.”
“She saved my life, Miranda. I think I’d know if I imagined it.”
“Yeah well we’re not 3 years old anymore. I find it hard to believe that a mermaid saved your life.”
“Uh dad.. behind you.” Toby was staring at something behind his father.
A naked woman hung above their boat like Botticelli’s Venus. Her golden tail glinting in the sunlight. She leant towards the paralyzed occupants of the boat and slapped John across his face.
“You bastard. 16 years I’ve waited for my reward. Where is it?”
John pushed Miranda towards her. “Here you are. One firstborn, as promised. Enjoy.”