The Ferry blared its horn. Jillian sighed as the children were getting restless already!
“Give me that!” squealed Leslie.
“Try and get it, whiner!” Sidney raised the stuffed teddy out the car window with a smirk on his adolescent face.
Jillian turned her head and gave Sidney, “The LOOK”. He shrugged and threw the teddy back on Leslie’s lap.
“Sidney, you promised to help me today.”
He looked down at his hands, hating to disappoint his mom, especially today.
Once they boarded the ferry, Sidney asked if he could bring his sister up on deck promising to hold her hand. Jillian felt a pang of remorse for being so demanding on her eldest child. She promised herself to bring them to the Reservoir for lunch later when they returned inland. The children loved feeding the swans and ducks there.
Twenty minutes later, the ferry was already approaching Isle Lasonde. There were only three federal buildings and a military camp on the island. They were going to a parole hearing at le Pénitencier Lasonde. (174 words)
© Cheryl-Lynn Roberts ’18/08/15
Written for the Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers 100 to 150 +/- 25 word flash fiction.