CHOICES
“Marry me, Hanna,” Yakob begged daily, “And we will
make many beautiful babies.”
Yakob had dark, expressive eyes, but he was only a
fisherman, whose hut crouched on the beach with its roof weighted by rocks. Aaron
was ugly, but he would inherit his family’s bar.
“Build me a house first,” Hanna said, “And I’ll
think about it.”
Then a storm spread Yakob’s hut all along the beach,
and Hanna searched frantically through the debris until she found him.
Now their daughters take tourists on fishing trips
and their sons run a beach bar where Yakob’s hut once stood.
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Thanks again to http://rochellewisofffields.wordpress.com/ for the photo that prompted this story.
Follow the blue frog link on her blog to read many other interpretations of the image.
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Our Tenerife apartment is for sale - click on the page on the right to look at the photographs. We plan to return to England before our grandchildren are too much older!
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Thanks again to http://rochellewisofffields.wordpress.com/ for the photo that prompted this story.
Follow the blue frog link on her blog to read many other interpretations of the image.
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Our Tenerife apartment is for sale - click on the page on the right to look at the photographs. We plan to return to England before our grandchildren are too much older!
