While enjoying this ideal atmosphere, I heard some muted sounds coming from the far end of the pier. I turned, and there was an adult pelican on the wooden rail with its mouth unable to open due to a thin chain wrapped around its long beak.
Excerpt from The Chain at Friday Flash Fiction.
WOW! It greats to read about someone that really, really, cares! Bravo to the man in the flannel shirt! 👏Bravo to you for writing the story!👏 This one made my day! 😊
Hope, it is great to see someone that really cares. 🙏🏻