photo by Caleb Woods via Unsplash

Charlie spent months researching, attending conferences, test driving models, doing side-by-side feature comparisons and saving extra cash, a lot of it, until he settled on the perfect drone.

On the day of her maiden voyage, Natasha (Charlie liked to name things) was magnificent to behold hovering in the wild blue sky, dipping, weaving, soaring, with Charlie at the controls orchestrating her every move until a gust of wind tossed her just out of radio contact range.

Charlie felt the hiccup first in his fingers, like a skipped heartbeat, the empty disconnect that plunged him into despair and poor Natasha into the middle of a nearby lake where she sunk and settled into the ooze, never to be seen again.

~kat – 30 March 2017

For Sonya’s Three Line Tale Challenge based on this photo prompt by Caleb Woods via Upsplash.