Microscopic Stories

Red Sky

Red Sky

Luigi called out to his captain. “Beautiful sky, hey, Carlo?”

The captain turned from his work in the bow. “What time is it?”

“About 6:30, I think. Why?”

“AM or PM?”

Luigi frowned in puzzlement. “AM of course. We’ve only just arrived out here. I said it was a beautiful sky.”

“I know you did,” said Carlo. “Now get the engine started. We’re going back in.”

Luigi’s mouth dropped open. “But why, captain? We haven’t caught anything yet.”

“What are you, Luigi?”

Luigi shrugged. “A sailor.”

Carlo stood and looked at him. “Sailor, red sky, morning? We’re going in.”


Word count: 100
Because I found the picture
Prompt: It seemed appropriate.