Placid

By Covert Novelist 12 months ago

They’d been sailing for several hours when a sudden calm struck. The waters were placid. It happened but it was annoying since they’d been looking forward to sailing the coastline for weeks and finally their schedules aligned, and they quickly took the opportunity provided. Not that it didn’t make for a beautiful scene, it was indeed idyllic.

Qualm

“Yes.” Vince’s answer was extremely abrupt. “I don’t have time for this, I have urgent work to do.” His tone wasn’t even condescending, it was dismissive.
“I realize you don’t understand or recognize what I do, but none-the-less, I’d like to see the family’s dog. What can it hurt? If I’m a quack, five minutes won’t make a difference…”

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