A woman yelling!.
So I can't have slept long.
So I did hear gunfire earlier!
Then there's Grandma's voice in my head: Careful...
But Clint - ?
and Grandma again: if you gotta do it, do it but be careful, Anna Cody, y'hear me?
I hear you Grandma, I whisper, scraping straw and dirt off my face and clothes.
Standing, trembling. Smeared in mud. Soaked. Straw in my hair. Ha, if only Grandma could see me now.
Taya Two- Horses could.
I know because I hear her: There's always a road back she whispers.
Neville Hunt 12 months ago