Thank you Bob.
The story came to me almost all in one piece. I remembered my nephew riding up to my house in the middle of snowstorm, the horse hooves kickin' up the snow. We lived in the mountains of Southern Arizona and as I was thinking about that all of a sudden the story started taking place so I sat down and let flow. It was new to me as I typed it. And I got kinda emotional as it took place.
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Ele era velho.
Ele era corajoso.
Ele era feio.
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Bob Hatfield,
2026-10-20, 16:03
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