My First Short Short Story, The Storm And the storm calmed down, and the woman looked at the sea. The man had gone out to fish, but it was going to be 5 hours from his departure. The woman hadn’t moved since the storm had started. He used to go to fish and come in an hour, but this time there was something. A boat was reaching the shore though nobody was in it. The woman ran towards the coast to see the boat. Oh, no, not again! Joe, see what’s wrong with the light again. It has gone for several times today. The TV is off again!