Harry was fixing a snapped axle on a mail truck in a dry creek bed. Thought he heard an oncoming train.

Out here? Nah, you’d have to be a mental case. Just hearing things.

He was still thinking that when the flash flood carried him and the mail miles downstream.

Doug Jacquier’s poems and stories have been published in Australia, the US, the UK, Canada, New Zealand and India. He blogs at Six Crooked Highways.