Short Stories By Will Mayo

Bring It On!

By

Will Mayo

She tore out of her clothes and exclaimed, "Bring on the night!"

I shrugged for I was already nude. Then I took her own with a mind of my own.

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Rattle Them Bones

by

Will Mayo

"Take off your clothes," she said.

So I took them off and then she said, "Is that all there is?"

So I took off my skin, rattled my bones. It looked to be quite an evening.

Outside, I could hear the gray wolf howl at the moon. Lots of things in the works for just one night. I could already hear her moaning for more. And more.

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Day Of The Dolphin

by

Will Mayo

Then there was that time when I was ten and I stood on the beach and stared out to sea and wondered just how far I could swim and still find my way back to shore. So I swam and swam against the breaking of the waves and the rolling of the waters until, at some far off moment, I stopped and looked back at the shore, now just a thin line of white that bobbed in and out of focus with the rolling of the ocean and I wondered just how far I had come. Was it 20 yards? Or 80? Or 100? Could it even be a mile away that I had swum from safety? I did not know. And with the flailing of the arms and the water that splashed into my face and down my throat I began to try and find my way to the beach again. I panicked and did not think that I would make it and it really did not help to see those fins that poked out of the water, one by one. Sharks, I thought! But, no, it couldn't be. No massive teeth took a bite out of my little boy hide. Nor was there that weird menace in the air that marks a shark attack. Rather, the fins surrounded me and then in their weaving motion guided me towards the far off shore. Until, slowly, that thin line of sand focused itself into beachfront housing, bikini clad bathers and other notions that made up our summer holiday. Those massive creatures then moved away from me and out to sea as with the crashing of the waves I found myself propelled into the surf and then rose, gurgling from the taste of sea water, and walked along the beach in search of my family.

After several minutes' walk, I found my father standing there in front of our motel with a dreamy look in his eyes as he gazed off to sea.

"We'd best be careful," I said with my ten year old enthusiasm. "There's sharks out there!"

"Not sharks," he calmly replied. "Dolphins."

And as I looked and saw them leaping in play from wave to wave just so many yards away from us I saw that it was true. Yes, that was the day that the dolphins brought me home. I have never forgotten it.

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