by S.K. Randolph
a Drabble (a short, short story - 100 words, no more, no less)
first published at www.BookHippo.uk 2016/03/22
Every time Tad made progress in his fight to reach the shore, the sea surged, roiled, and sent him lurching backward. In desperation, he shipped his oars and grabbed the bailing bucket.
A wave crested, broke over his small boat, and sent him plunging into the seething sea. Cold water closed around him, drove him deeper, lifted him upward, and, flung him like a rag doll into darkness.
A dog’s rough, wet tongue licked his cheek. He bolted upright. Then he laughed. “Good morning, Jake!”