Write a Book in a Day 2017

Chapter 6 - Water on the Floor

Judie had an idea. In the humid summer climate, during the longest drought in Mortimore, a huge flood would overflow Lake Eyre. It was flawless, it was perfect, it would work swimmingly. But how? He couldn’t rely on the rain, there was no source of water nearby, heck, the closest thing to him was the water tower -.his thoughts were interrupted by the ignition of a car. “That’s it!” he exclaimed to himself. He had finally come up with a great plan that would sabotage the race for Great Aunt Gretchen. His secrets would be safe. He knew it was strange for an old man to have an obsession for dolls, but what could he do? He found dolls fascinating and beautiful, a gift from the gods, a blessing. It may have been the lack of a female presence in his life, but it was far too late now. He had to keep it a secret, for his sake. The genius idea of his was to bring down the old water tower, unused but still full to the brim. All he had to do was tie one end of a rope to his car, the other end to the water tower pipe and drive. While everyone was occupied with the race, Judie drove his car up to the old water tower. It was terribly kept. No maintenance went towards them. The wa- ter was a dark, dirty brown, and was spewing out of holes where the rust had given up against the pressure of the water within the tank. He tied a rope to the leg of the tower and another to the back of his car. Unfor- tunately, the rope he had gotten was far too short leaving only a mere meter between both structures of metal. Judie knew he could not fail again. He must not. With that thought, Judie had begun driving. What he had not noticed, however, was that his car was on reverse, as he had forgotten to change gears after parking. “Oh no”, he exclaimed quietly. The triathlon judge had realized his mistake, but not before it was too late. Simple, he thought.