his horse had a name….
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She stirred from her nap, “Where are we?”
“Somewhere south of Tucson”. Sweat trickled from that curl on his forehead.
“Why’re we stopping”.
“Sally’s’ hot”. Steam began to ooze out from under the hood of his old Mustang along with the pungency of anti-freeze.
She noticed dirt rising in the distance, she paced along the road’s shoulder, for a moment a slight breeze cooled her perspiring body.
The new SUV stopped, she stared into sky blue eyes behind the wheel. “You look like a damsel in distress”. She got in.
He looked out from behind Sally’s raised hood, “Where’re you going?”.
“Back to Tucson!”
As dust settled across his sweaty brow, a damsel fly lit atop Sally’s radio antenna.