Harry stood at the deck, the moon illuminated the sky- it was a picture perfect sight. His Mama and Dad stood beside him- one perfect,happy family. He froze this thought in a corner of his heart,alas it was but a wish. Constant fights, followed by separation- it was a broken home.
As he took the ferry ride today,clutching his son Jon’s hand, his wife Sara holding Jon’s other hand, a part of him scoffed- “you have compromised too much with Sara”- the heart spoke- “But look at little Jon’s smiling face,that is priceless”
He had no second thoughts about his decision.
Linking up with the amazing Rochelle Wisoff for 100 word flash fiction based on photo prompts. Thanks Ted Strutz for the photo.