Tequila by Dr. Rebecca Sharp

Author:Dr. Rebecca Sharp [Sharp, Dr. Rebecca]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: A Country Love Story
Publisher: Dr. Rebecca Sharp
Published: 2019-12-04T16:00:00+00:00

I shifted the ATV into low gear just at the top of the canyon road, and it was a good thing. The mud and rocks were dangerously unstable—and definitely in a regular vehicle.

Our conversation didn’t continue. If our task wasn’t enough to distract us, the sights of homes torn asunder by the flooding was enough to make any person speechless.

Whole houses. Parts of houses. We even watched a car carried by the waters moving faster through the canyon than we were.

“Holy shit,” Shay murmured.

I slowed the ATV as we came around the bend, watching as though it were a scene from a doomsday film as trees tipped into a powerline, pulling in one direction by the disintegrating ground holding them steady, yet trapped in the wires.

I felt her hand reach for mine on the shifter as the lines stretched to their limit and finally snapped.

The tree sank into the brown torrent and we both flinched as the severed lines connected with the water and began arcing.

“We’re almost there,” I said gruffly, gassing the ATV once again and sticking as close to the sides of the canyon as the rock slides would allow.

A few minutes later, we came to the house Larimer had indicated on the phone.

The couple had been one of the few who refused to evacuate yesterday. According to the Chief, the man had been standing on his back porch this morning, watching the water when a sudden rush of the ravaging river pulled at the earth supporting his porch.

Thankfully, it hadn’t taken him with it. Sad to say, but even being trapped in a deep pit of water with snakes was better than drowned by the flood.

“Over here!” A woman came rushing toward us.

Parking the ATV, Shay and I met her halfway as she frantically led us behind the still-standing house to where her husband was.

“It happened so fast,” she gushed. “One minute, he was out there just watchin’ and the next, the deck was gone and there was just this hole.”

We slowed and approached the giant sinkhole. Peering over the edge, we saw the man clinging to the sides of the pit in chest-high water, crying and begging for help.

“Barry, help is here!”

“Oh, thank God,” he cried. “There are snakes down here. I feel ‘em. Oh God. They’re movin’ all around my legs. Please, help me.”

I drew a steadying breath, scanning around the walls of the pit.

It wasn’t completely vertical, but there was no way he could climb out or we could climb in; the drop was too steep. And even rappelling down there was risky, given how shiny and slick the mud was coating the lower half of the walls.

“We’ll need a rope,” Shay said before I even voiced my ideas.

I turned my wary gaze to hers. Rappelling was dangerous. But it was really the only option.

“Please, help me. I-I feel them. Oh, God…”

Dragging a hand through my hair, I turned to Shay.

“There’s cable and ties in the back of the ATV.”

While she went to get them, I turned around, looking for possible anchors to support my weight.

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