It had been years since I’d last been at the water plant.
Standing on the gated platform, I looked out over the dark lapping water.
The memories came flooding back and I recalled a childhood lost to tragedy.
(From a photo prompt by: https://only100words.xyz/2017/01/19/three-line-tales-week-fifty-one , with thanks. Click to read the other stories the photo above inspired and maybe try writing one yourself.)