Strike Force Charlie

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Diego Suarez had been lost at sea for three days.

He had little memory of his fishing boat sinking. One moment the ocean was calm; the next, a strange darkness had enveloped everything. The huge wave had come out of nowhere, blotting out the sky. He’d been belowdecks when it happened, making himself a cup of coffee. The tsunami hit with such ferocity, the trawler disintegrated around him. Pieces of wood, pieces of metal and glass, pieces of fish from their recent catch, flying in all directions. Then came the mighty crash of water. And then, nothing ….

When Diego woke up, the sun was reflecting off the ocean so brilliantly, it hurt his eyes. He was sure he’d died and gone to heaven. No one could have survived that catastrophe. But then he thought, People do not feel pain in heaven.

That’s when he realized he was still alive.

But how? He’d been washed overboard when the wave hit. In the confusion that followed, he’d somehow climbed on top of a large wooden box. It looked like nothing less than a water logged coffin. He’d hung on to it so tightly that even when he was unconscious his fingernails dug deep into the soft pine. Where had the strange box come from? He had no idea. Certainly nothing like it had been aboard his cramped fishing boat. But it didn’t matter. He was alive ….

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