The Evening's Glow

A car horn shrieked as it driver avoided a darting cat, reverberating off the walls of buildings of the small town that once stood silently in the damp night. Tires skidded away from the scene and over a bridge that arched over a fast brook. They had hoped to rid themselves of their little nuisance in the river, but they did not foresee the branch that jutted from part of the bank where their discarded sack now hung.