I grew up on an island. My family’s business was fish.
All us kids had jobs. Mine was collecting fish guts, tails, heads in a bucket; bait for the next day’s catch.
I hated it; the salty air, the fishy smells and slimy ooze.
When I graduated from college I landed my dream job and settled in the city, as far away as possible from the coast.
My company recently transferred me to its new office. “You’ll love the view,” they said.
Funny! Ended up where I started but with a bird-eye view. Have to admit, I do love it.
kat – 30 March 2017
For Rochelle Wisoff-Field’s Friday Fictioneers challenge based on this photo by Fatima Fakier Deria.