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Tuesday, March 22nd 2005

11:42 AM

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The sound of snapping branches and rustling of leaves made both boys hold a statue like

position.

Suddenly Henry, broke his stand, he shook Timmy out of his frozen state, both boys

began to run. Ahead of them a clearing appeared. They made their way to the bright light

of the sun, without warning a large black object flew down and grazed Timmy's head

then flew back in the trees.

Timmy, landed hard on the ground then, in a frinzy scurried to his feet. Once in the clearing

the boys slowed their pace. Timmys, screaches were now forming words that Henry, could

undrestand.

"What in hell was that?" Timmy asked with a frightened tremor.

Henry, turned around to face his cousin then began to laugh uncontrolably. He fell to the

ground holding his stomach. "You should have seen...Oh...Your face it was... I think you..."

Henrys, laughter grew even louder.

Timmy, looked down at himself. He turned away from Henry, when he realized that at

some point he had wet his pants. "Damn thing. Did you see it? It damn near killed me! What

the hell was that?" Timmy asked as he began to pace back and forth.

Then he, too began to laugh. Henry attempted to speak but his laughter mixed words could

not be made out. He continued to lay on the grassy feild. Henry,  rose to his feet to see what

was holding Timmy's attention. Timmy and Henry stood in wonder as a white horse gracefully

walked out from within the woods.

"Wow. That is the most beautiful animal I have ever seen." Timmy said with whispered

excitement.

Henry,  gave no response. The horse pranced in a large circle around the boys. It appeared to

be floating as it's hooves barely made contact with the ground.

Henry, was shocked at the massive muscles, shiney long mane and tail. "It looks like a

work horse. I don't know of anyone around here that owns a horse that beautiful."

Henry, finally said.

"Who would make a horse as wonderous as he is work a field?" Timmy, asked.

"I sure wouldn't. If he was my horse I would..."Henry, hushed his words when he heard

a strange squealing sound coming from the trail.

"Henry, what is that noise?" Timmy, moved closer to his cousin.

The noise was moving closer to the entrance of the field. The boys backed up.The horse

threw his front hooves into the air. He landed hard on the ground. Tiny flicks of light shown

from between the ground and his front hooves. Henry and Timmy huddled together. The

horse came toward the boys he, gave Henry, a nudge. "I think he wants us to get on his

back."

"Are you sure." Timmy asked.

"It wont hurt to try. He will let us know if he doesn't want us up there."

Henry,  grabbed the mane and heaved himself up. He helped Timmy up as well.

The large dark object entered the field. In between snorts and squeals the animal raised it's

nose in the air and sniffed.

"What the hell is that?" Timmy asked.

 

This book has a special dedication to;

Steve who, for twenty-one years, brought beauty into my life, warmth into my heart and hope into my days. I will miss you always, love you forever and hold onto being with you again one day. I carried you, under my, heart for nine months, now you carry me, under your wings. I will keep the warmth of your wings wrapped around me.

Love, Mom

 

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Friday, March 18th 2005

2:24 PM

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