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Roylsden #211


Outside the thunder died away, rolling across the land like a stampede.
I reigned the buggy to a standstill.
"That truly was thunder, huh?" Even in the gloom I saw Clint's eyes and it was obvious he thought the same as me at first. Then, raindrops on my face reassured me.
Doc Morris nudged me.
"Just get this buggy going, young lady. We'll stop at the top of the ridge and - "
This time nobody would mistake the shot that rent the air and made our hearts leap like the horse did. There'd be no lightning with that thunder's crack.

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    Neville Hunt over 3 years ago

    Tension as taut as a tightrope! Love it!

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    Drew Martyn over 3 years ago

    Thanks again Neville.

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