BURNING SAND
By Barbara Dutton The old mule plodded along over the dusty road, kicking up little clouds of dust. The sun drew close down to the barren hills. A cool breeze curled around us and whispered that night was coming. Pedro bounced sleepily up and down on the mule’s back, waking from his daze at the […]
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