Bill Sampson-Simpson docked his boat on the quiet, storm-beaten island.
Bill alienated his family, lost his home, and couldn’t keep a job. He survived as a fisherman. He sailed the world, chasing rainbows. It was about to be worth it. After 20 years, he could anticipate a rainbow’s appearance. One was about to land on this island.
He ran into the trees. The clouds cracked. The sun peeked through. The rainbow arched, and Bill Sampson-Simpson was at the end.
The pot appeared. He ran to it, clutched it. He looked inside.
“God damn it!!!! Lucky Charms?”
They were bitterly delicious.
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Whispers and Echoes 
Oh, this had me really out-loud chuckling. Love it, Sammi 🙂
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I thought it was funny too 🙂
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