This Friday Fiction is (mercifully) short, as to test out the power of a few sentences – enjoy!
She watched the bubbles escape from her nose and break for the surface, making tiny rainbows with the light from the sun. It would be so easy, she thought, to just keep pushing downward and let all the air release from her lungs until she became some half-living thing. She would drift from bank to bank unhurried, making her way slowly downstream towards the fishermens’ nets.
But she resurfaced.