Still numb with shock, she stared off into the distance, remembering the night Hunter had recited his song to her. She studied the rise, truly believing, for the first time, that she and Hunter were destined to be together. She tried to remember all the words to his song. They came to her in snatches. A silly legend, she had once called it. Now she knew better. Too much of it had already come to pass for her to scoff. A canyon of blood. Loretta curled her hands into fists. Hunter return to her. She didn't know when, or how, but suddenly she felt certain the song, once the bane of her existence, had become her greatest hope.
( Catherine Anderson )
[ Comanche Moon ]
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