‘You see that peak over there?’ Get to the top of that and it’s all yours.’
‘That’s quite a climb. How close can the boat get to the shore?’
A pause. ‘You misunderstand. You start from here. Sink or swim.’
Was it worth it? To reach the top of the mountain. The promised land. It all comes down to this.
‘You are hesitating. You have to be certain before you take that leap.’
The choppy water looked unwelcoming. Icy cold and storm-tossed. That was what lay ahead. Or I could stay on the boat. It was safe here.
A deep breath. Time to decide.
Written for Friday Fictioneers hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields (more details HERE). The idea is to write a short story of 100 words based on the photo prompt (above).
Excuse the heavy metaphor this week. I’m currently weighing up a new job offer against the wrench of leaving my current position, where I’ve been quite happy for the last 15 years… It’s obviously weighing on my mind!