Winston waved off the liner as the huge ship was towed away from the harbour.
He saw the Havillands and the Haliburtons waving back as he pocketed their money in his shirt pocket.
Didn’t he feel like a slave ferrying the rich tourists round the island in his car, taking them out fishing in his motor boat, showing them the sights of the island? At their call twenty-four seven, bowing and scraping. Yes, Boss. Sorry, Boss. Is the lady feeling the heat too much today, Boss?
Soon they would be back in their stuffy, cold houses, slaving away in their offices, stuck in their traffic jams.
Their stay in paradise was temporary, a fleeting glimpse. Winston had spent his whole life in paradise. He was perfectly happy to take their money when he needed to.
Thanks to the Havillands and the Haliburtons he had a couple of months relaxing in his hut by the beach to look forward to.
Written for ‘What Pegman Saw’, a weekly prompt based on a view from Google Maps. The idea is to write a piece of fiction of around 150 words based on the prompt. Full details can be found HERE. This week we’re off to Nassau in the Bahamas for a purely fictional tale.
For more stories based on this week’s prompt, visit HERE.
Feature Image – Aqua Beach by Daniel Piraino via Google Maps.