Chương 78: Ch 43a – Memory: River

The paddleboard rocks gently in the dulling wake of the boat. She relaxes her legs, allowing her body to absorb the motion as it rolls under the board. Her feet remain firmly planted on the rubber grips, her toes spread to make the minute adjustments to her balance. The sun glints off the river. She pushes her sunglasses back up her nose as the rocking subsides. The movement has pushed her towards the bank. She drags her paddle in the water, encouraging the turn with a small twist of her hips.

Just before she reaches the perfect angle, she lifts the paddle, transferring it across to her other side. A runner passes, jogging the towpath alongside the river. Behind him a black Labrador follows, enjoying a sprint into the long grasses that edge the water. As the dog laps at the cool river water the runner whistles. The dog's tail wags gleefully. It shakes its muzzle, flicking some of the water back into the river, sprinkling the grasses underfoot with the remainder. Sprints to catch up with its owner.

If you come across this story on Amazon, be aware that it has been stolen from Royal Road. Please report it. Perhaps she should get a pet. A friendly face to come home to. A companion. No. It would just be something else to lose.