This is for Rochelle’s Friday Fictioneers challenge.
PHOTO PROMPT © Fatima Fakier Deria
“Which one is it, Baba?” Tarek, the eldest asked. “The big black and white one with the red funnel”
Ammar cast an anxious look at his wife Rima. “It might be,” he replied. “Let’s hope so, shall we?”
Little Amira tugged at her mother’s sleeve. “What are these for?” she asked, pointing at the pile of tatty life jackets Ammar had bought with the last of their money.
Rima tried hard to smile. “They’re for just in case.”
Ammar took her hand and clutched it tight.