An island honeymoon. Especially one that is sponsored by your father-in-law. It doesn’t get better than that.
It was a marriage of convenience. He needed an investor for his new venture. Her father needed a socially acceptable groom for his daughter.
Did he feel guilty? Hell no! A man willing to practically sell off his daughter deserved no mercy. As for the girl, well he was probably doing the compassionate thing.
He was an expert at kayaking and was as much at home out on the ocean as on land.
The foolish girl was rather excited. “I don’t know to swim,” she had confessed.
“I do,” he had replied.
In his defense, he had never promised to rescue her.
In response to the 126th Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers challenge based on a photo by TJ Paris.