“Dad!” I yelled as he was removing the last rope anchoring The Serenity II.
“Sweetie, I had no idea you were home.”
“For two weeks and then back out.”
“Off to the southern Pacific Rim. Whaling ships.”
“Hop on. They say the marlins are a-jumpin’ just off the key.”
We climb aboard.
“Oh, Sorry. Dad, Jack. Jack, this is my father. Dad’s the one that first spurred on my interest in oceanographer. Professor Keller, then got me interested in Save the Whales.
“Nice to meet ya, Jack. Bait up, guys. Can’t keep Mother’s supper waiting.”
Written for Carrot Ranch Flash Fiction Challenges: Requirements: The given “topic” and only 99 words.