984. Sunlight on a sign
© Bruce Goodman 20 June 2016
Lydia was returning from an early morning shopping spree. To get back home she had to drive across a railway line. How lovely the sunshine of the morning! How bright the promise of the day!
As she neared the railway line, the sun caught on the sign that warned of the approaching rail crossing.
“Wouldn’t it be funny,” thought Lydia, “if this was a warning. Sunshine on the railway crossing sign almost blinding, and perhaps heralding (like a prophecy from above) that I am to be hit by a passing train! Oh the inevitability of fate! The railway sign is highlighted for a reason! I must be extra careful as I cross!”
The reflected sunlight streamed straight into her eyes. WHAM-BANG! Lydia went into the back of the car in front of her.