Week 31 Mystery Anchor By Colin

I was walking down to the harbor. My first time on a yacht and it could be my last. I strolled down a small bridge to the changing room. I came out in my sailor kit and my peak hat with the marble anchor. I hopped onto the fifty foot yacht that was bobbing in the water. I waited until my crew were on board and then I released the anchor. We could see a storm brewing in the distance but sailed on proudly. Twenty years on, a small boy called John was walking on the beach when he saw a white marble anchor. Now the anchor is a special monument.