(Copyright – Jan Wayne Fields)
Sails, motors and fishing boats move aside as I slowly maneuver my Egg Harbor 50 into a spot in front of the Statue of Liberty.
I idle for a moment, then rev my two 1000HP Caterpillar C-18s and aim straight for the torch-bearing lady.
“Allahu Akbar!” I shout, as a vision of Armageddon flashes before my eyes.
I can’t do it. I turn away.
Don’t know where I’m going, but I’m piloting a million-dollar beauty with enough barrels of fuel in the hold to blow the Statue of Liberty sky high. I realize I can go anywhere in the world.
All of a sudden, life looks good.
(Friday Fictioneers, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. September 13, 2013.)