Puddles were forming.
It was too late to cross safely.
We risked it.

“Save yourself,” said my father
When the current pulled us off course.
It was good advice.
I’ve been doing it ever since.

I learned something else that day⸺
When in peril, others will stand by
And watch.

Jenny Logan lives in Edinburgh. She is regularly featured by Friday Flash Fiction and has stories selected for publication by Dark Rose Press and Iron Faerie Publishing.