By Mark Spragg
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She glanced back over her shoulder. Below her the ridgeline rose up sharp-edged, spangling in the sunlight, seeming to beckon as madness is sometimes said to. The bands of muscle in her back and shoulders burned, and her mouth had gone dry. She inched higher against the long run of his neck, careful not to unbalance them, whispering, “Just this” to urge him forward again. She felt him gather his weight in his hindquarters, heard him groan. He still trembled. “Just this,” she whispered again, and there was the chopping of his iron shoes against the broken rim and they were over all at once, unexpectedly, the horse staggering, standing finally with his legs splayed, his head hung low, braced up against the suck of his own breathing.
He was ducking and feinting, keeping his left arm extended, reaching over his shoulder with his right hand, bringing it forward as though plucking some invisible harp. ” she said. “Killing Orcs. McEban bought him the boxed set of those Middle Earth movies. ” The boy started to make arrow sounds, the sounds of arrows striking Orcs. ” he asked. ” They were sitting back against the wheel fender now, waiting for McEban to notice and say his good-byes. ” He was kicking a boot heel back into the divot he’d made in the soft ground in front of the tire.
She shaded her eyes. ” She watched him turn the stem of a weed in his fingers, tying it in a knot. “I mean I expect something like that. I don’t know. ” She hooked a finger in one of his belt loops as though she was afraid he might fade and then vanish entirely, lying back against him, resting her head in the curve of his hip. ” He chuckled, genuinely surprised. ” “I think it sounds more Indian than Lightning Whatever. ” She was watching the clouds scud to the east, and their movement made her feel as though she were rolling slowly away from him.