Welcome aboard once again. A lot of things have happened this week that have caused me to lower my writing threshold once again. I should be able to write more this next week. In the meantime, if you have not liked my Facebook author’s page, please go here and do so. It’ll give you notifications of when I post and whatnot.
Here’s this week’s offering for Friday Fictioneers!
by Miles H. Rost
“Did you hear that, Marlys?”
Bob Caldwell called back to his beautiful wife, who was being followed by their loyal dog, Mange.
“It sounded like a train!”
Marlys shook her head, laughing.
“These tracks have been abandoned for nearly 50 years. There are no trains on this track.”
They kept walking, when he heard the same sound clear as day.
“Honey, I am seriously hoping you heard that.”
“Bob, you need your hearing checked.”
Suddenly, both of them felt a gigantic rumble under their feet, with Mange running into the trees and away from the railway.
Bob pulled her out of the way as a big Burlington Northern cab came barrelling by at a high rate of speed.
“You think I’m crazy now, honey?”
Marlys knew that she would never live this down.