Waiting For The Boat
The crew huddled together on the deck, their eyes fixed on the horizon. “Where’s the coastguard? It’s been too long,” muttered one teammate, pacing nervously.
Clair tried to maintain calm, but her thoughts were on Ethan, trapped somewhere in the darkness. “Hold tight, he’s strong,” she reassured the group, though she couldn’t shake the uncertainty gnawing at her.
The minutes dragged as they scanned the water, the sinking sun casting long shadows across the deck.