For Sonya’s Three Line Tales prompt.
photo by Kong Jun via Unsplash
In the café the local radio talked about nothing else, the tiger shark, possibly, and the preparations to ‘deal with it’.
“No going in the sea for you two today,” they said, the parents, settling down under the beach umbrella where mother took out her book and father promptly went to sleep.
None of which stopped the twins going down to the water, just to look, and paddling into the shallows where nothing big could possibly be lurking.
Jane Dougherty Writes 
Maybe it was tiger shrimps.
Uh oh. . .
Its thrilling!
Maybe a tragedy in the making 😦
Better not to know what happens next…(K)
No, I have my gaze averted too.