Short Fiction: Rapids

A father of two struggles after a painful divorce and relies on his trips in his canoe down a choppy river as a regular escape. One day, he worries, he'll push himself too far.

By CB Anderson,

Every day at lunchtime Sean paddles upriver, pulling against the current until his mind is sky and white-capped water. The precarity suits him. After a while he lands the canoe and eats a sandwich. Crows comment from the birches.

The sandwiches: unmemorable, whatever he made for the twins’ lunches. On the way back downstream to his worksho…