Better Dig Two, Better Than One...Right?

For those who haven't read Kat's Theory of Life, a quick catch up. Family matters have crept into my brain, my sanity and my time. Spending a lot of time with a family member in the hospital has left we with not a lot of writing time. My apologies for not posting some new or old fascinating music, along with some information about it. Hopefully next week I can get back to a little more normalcy. But just to throw out a little something, and it is definitely something new, I give you another installment of Lance's 100-Word Song Challenge. 100 Words is about my energy limit today.

Today we have a selection from Deana, wife of Sir Lance. He said she wanted to pick the song and because she's a good kisser, he let her have her way. I think there might have been a little more of having their way with each other...but that's a story for another day.

Deana picked a country song... not usually my strong suit, but it is actually a band I have heard about. A brothers/sister trio from Tennessee, originally from Mississippi. They have won Grammys and have been nominated or won virtually every country music award.

The song is a wicked song of everlasting love...or obsession. The name is "Better Dig Two."

My 100 Word interpretation...

Four men waited beneath the surface while the thirty above pondered their options.

Only a partial collapse, but the extent of damage was unknown. Henry had seen worse in terms of volume, but the wild card was always the air. Was it breathable, was there enough to sustain the three workmen and the OSHA inspector who picked a real bad day to visit.

“Henry, the cave-in’s midline, they could be at either end of the tunnel. What do we do?”

The engineer knew time was the enemy. “Can’t chance it. Bring in the second drill. Tonight, we better dig two.”