fire hydrant

The sun beat down in unrelenting heat, scorching my nose and the tops of my shoulders.  The ache in my throat burned from lack of fluid.  My tongue started sticking to the roof of my mouth.

I looked down at the asphalt under my feet.  There was a small stream of water trickling on the ground.  I followed it to its source.  A red fire hydrant, burst open, spraying water everywhere.  I dropped to the ground and opened my mouth wide.  My head snapped back from the impact.

When you’re drinking from a fire hydrant, sometimes you miss some water.