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More Burning Sky and Jonnie the Gypsy King:
Our story so far….
My poor body lay huddled in the grass by the Penelope. A heart beat later, hot breath on my neck and a wet, coarse–was that a tongue? I opened my eyes and stared into the placid eyes of a heifer seeking the salty sweat on my skin.
“Shoo, you foolish heifer.” I sat up, and it nuzzled my hair, huffing into my ear as if sharing a secret joke with me. “Go to your mama, now.” I shoved her, and she tottered off toward the clang of cowbells.
I glanced at the sky.