“Just like Papa!”, Niko exclaimed, wearing a toy scuba helmet.
” Yes, Niko; it reminds me of the treasure hunt”, Constantine replied, then told the story:
It was a sunny day in 1943 Greece. I was sixteen years old and excited to be able to explore an ancient shipwreck. Demetrios and I donned our scuba gear then jumped into the water. We brought a chest to the boat, along with a number of artifacts. However, the Nazis were waiting for us. With guns pointed at us they demanded our findings. The commander nodded, then two soldiers took our findings.
This is a story for Friday Fictioneers by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields ; photo by Douglas M. MacIlroy