The villagers call me Fire Alarm Freddy because I am always the noisiest person around. My real name is Frederick Forrester, and my day job is delivering packages to the local townsmen. 

Around here most people do not drive cars, instead, we deliver by horseback. I usually deliver on a horse, I call her Sabrina, and people rely on me to deliver these packages safely and secure.

Will I cause a ruckus on the way? Probably. Will the job get done admirably? Most likely. But not all deliveries go smooth, and on this day. Let us just say it might be time to call it quits.  I rarely make mistakes, especially when a delivery is deemed urgent. My boss knows that when an expensive or valuable delivery needs to be done, Freddy is the guy.

The call came on that Monday morning, the boss man said he needed a $10,000 vase delivered to the town Mayor. I put my cowboy hat on, my favourite pair of boots, my toothpick in, and said Let’s ride Sabrina!

Everything normally goes as planned even with all of the noise I am known to make.  The vase was securely stored in the saddlebag or so I thought.  As I was making my way to the Mayor’s office it started to storm.