All the boats and yachts got together to have a party before the winter season made sailing impossible. But poor orange boat wasn’t invited because he was an outsider.
He was just moored by the quay, a lonesome little boat, feeling sorry for himself when a dashing red boat approached him. She was not only attractive but friendly too.
“Don’t you worry about those nasty snobs”, she said. “We will have a little party of our own”.
That was the start of a beautiful friendship between the two!
Written in response to CCC # 198 and CCC# 199, hosted by Crispina Kemp