Drabble: Just a Coincidence

Genre: humour, family


A ball floated down the river past her.

That looked familiar…

A dog floated down the river.

That looked super familiar too.

A young man floated down the river.

That one was definitely familiar.

She clambered to her feet and asked the man in the river, “What are you doing here?”

Her brother swam over to the river bank.

“What? I can’t swim here?”

“It’s freezing.”

“Who says I can’t swim on a cold day?” He climbed up the bank and looked beyond her to her boyfriend. “More importantly, who’s that guy with you?”


“If you wanted to meet him so badly, you could have just asked.”

Her brother glared at her boyfriend. “Who says I’m here because of him? This is just a coincidence.”

A breeze blew by. A shudder shook her brother’s wet body. Without a word, her boyfriend took off his coat and held it out. Her brother continued to glare as conflicting thoughts fought in his mind. Eventually, his body’s need for warmth won, and he accepted the coat.

Another gust slipped between them. This time, both men shivered. She sighed and knelt on the picnic blanket.

“Help me pack up. We’re going somewhere warmer.”



Posted on January 7, 2017, in Short Stories and tagged , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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