Blogathon 2006: Chapter 42.
written by Julie R. Neidlinger 0 comments link this post
A white bird dropped down from the edge of the roof, a dove. It had been around all along, in the background, Brand had noticed. A shadow for a Dove.
"You coming back?" he hollered again, wondering if there might be more to the story.
Dove merely reached up and tipped the edge of his dusty white hat, never looking back. Brand watched him climb into the saddle at the edge of town and urge his horse on into a gentle gallop.
Black and white, came and now gone.
He was swallowed up by the dust and the threatening storm, growing smaller until only the white hat was visible to the last.
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Copyright (c) Julie R. Neidlinger 7/30/2006 06:00:00 AM
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