And the ferry sails by…
©2008 Barbara Coleman
Story starter was: “And the ferry sails by, a passenger waving and pointing at me……”
And on the ferry sailing by a passenger was waving and pointing at us, or at least that was what it seemed to all the passengers on my side.
Anyone who takes the ferry from Tsawwassen to Victoria knows at approximately mid-point the ferries pass each other. Our passengers looked at each other in wonderment. Was there a problem with our vessel that we were not aware of?
Only I knew the secret. My love as waving and pointing at me.