Escape

The folks made their exit at dawn. Enzo’s release arranged, there was no point hanging around. As they jumped in the boat the sharks cruised up, looking for breakfast.
“Arrivederci” said the Sparrow.
“Better luck next time”.

The houseboat gradually disappeared behind them, she clicked the PPK’s safety lock back on. When they arrived at the rapids the tide was just turning and the water was virtually flat. They sped through and waited, listening for the sea-plane. An engine hummed in the distance.

“Let’s go and get our boy” said the Sparrow.
“We’ll take him to Broome and have lunch at Matso’s” replied the Silverback.

They switched on the radio.
A Jack Johnson song came on…..
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=cz6WGhv1eIM