Micro Bookends 1.17 – 104 words
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Water is relentless.
Man can only hope to guide its flow.
Harry looked down at his crew crossing the bridge over the spillway
and into the mine. Something was not right. After so much rain should not more water be
flowing from the dam just one thousand yards away? Harry picked up his walkie-talkie, “Jerry, ….
Jerry come in.” No answer. Concerned now, Harry drove his truck up to the
dam. He found Jerry slumped over in his
truck, dead.
He turned to head to the flow control shed when the dam
broke. Harry realized now, Jerry never
made it to the flood gate.
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An interesting aside - Before i knew of the title of the image, "Coal Mine", I picked a mine as my setting. I never worked the mines, but I did deliver more than a few pieces of large equipment to mines scattered throughout the PA and WV region during my trucking days.
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Image courtesy of Duncan
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