A short story

For Six Sentence Stories where the given word is Island.




Our parents didn’t know, we daren’t tell them but doing foolish things is part of growing up, isn’t it?

A fast-flowing river ran past our village with a little island downstream, and often Verity and I would hold hands, leap into the water and battle with the current to swim to it. 

She made us a little flag which we planted in the middle thereby claiming it for ourselves, and on balmy summer afternoons we’d lay on our backs, hand in hand in a herbose clearing and hear nothing but the rushing water and birdsong. 


I didn’t want to do it that day, the river was a tumbling torrent but I allowed her to persuade me;  come on she said, the last thing she ever said.


Several years later I returned and the flag was still there, but my eyes were drawn to something in a tree fluttering in the breeze, and I realised it was a shirt, one of Verity’s shirts. 

I plucked it from the branch, pressed it to my face and it smelled sweetly of herbs, the herbs on which we used to lay; I’ve not been back again.





Thanks to GirlieOnTheEdge for hosting.




31 thoughts on “A short story

  1. UP Sep 16, 2021 / 14:01

    touching…i’m reminded of the risks we took as children … bravery ? foolishness? Not all ends well.

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  2. Chris Hall Sep 16, 2021 / 15:51

    A tragic tale, but well told, Keith. I could just picture that little island.

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  3. Frank Hubeny Sep 16, 2021 / 20:35

    I can only imagine what happened to her. I like the remembrance at the end of finding her shirt.

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  4. The Atomic Mage Sep 17, 2021 / 12:53

    Really sad tale, so well written. I remember we did some foolish and downright dangerous things as kids, but luckily we survived.


  5. Doug Jacquier Sep 18, 2021 / 20:53

    Beautifully written, Keith. Transported us to another time and place effortlessly. I still get the shivers over the number of times that I did similar things of immense stupidity in my youth.

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