Working in a coal mine - 24

I walked along the seam, coal passing us on the belt on our right, on its way to someone’s fireplace. Very satisfying.

Turn right at the end, under the belt, and over to where the train would be. Waiting. Sweltering hot and so humid.

Up two levels and into the lift.

Out of the lift at the top into the clean, dry air of night. Over there was my boss Fred’s red XK150, waiting.

“So this is as far as I go,” Phill said. “Once again thank you so much, you are a saviour. You know where to go now?”