Prompt: 103. ferry boat
1. She was running down the street to catch the bus when the car swerved around a garbage can and hit her. All she could think as she met the ground was that she was going to miss the ferry boat.
A. She was running down the street to catch the bus when the car swerved around a garbage can and hit her. All she could think as she met the ground was that she was going to miss the ferry boat.
Then there was a world of pain. It was bad enough that she barely knew what was happening as people gathered around her and an ambulance made an appearance.
She remembered moaning in answer to a question from one of the EMTs and having blood fill her mouth. It was then that she knew it was serious. But she was in such shock and pain that she didn’t have room to be scared.
2. “The 10:40 a.m. ferry boat crashed into the dock, which meant there was one less boat running when they were rushing to leave the island at 1:50 p.m. As a result, they attempted to get a ride from a fisherman, and that’s the last anyone saw of either of them.”
A. “The 10:40 a.m. ferry boat crashed into the dock, which meant there was one less boat running when they were rushing to leave the island at 1:50 p.m. As a result, they attempted to get a ride from a fisherman, and that’s the last anyone saw of either of them,” the serious young lieutenant said.
Captain Magraw sighed and rubbed his hand over his face. He was tired and his stomach felt sour from all the coffee he’d ingested. “A young mother and child are missing somewhere on our island. That’s what you’re saying?”
“Yes, sir. From everything we’ve dug up, she never left. She simply disappeared.”
“She didn’t disappear,” Magraw said. “She’s somewhere. And we’re going to find her and her child.”
3. He had his computer open and was finishing some last reports when he felt the gaze against the side of his face. Used to people behaving strangely on the ferry boat, he slowly lifted his head and tried not to be obvious as he glanced around.
A. He had his computer open and was finishing some last reports when he felt the gaze against the side of his face. Used to people behaving strangely on the ferry boat, he slowly lifted his head and tried not to be obvious as he glanced around. He kept his eyes moving even once he spotted who’d been staring at him, bringing his gaze back down on his computer screen.
He wore an inscrutable expression as he thought. The man staring at him had looked familiar, but he couldn’t quite recall where he knew him from. He couldn’t explain the sense of dread the man brought him.
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