Chapter 4

“I ‘member some pretty nice breakfasts with Ed,” he muses aloud to the walls and the furniture. One in particular comes to mind.

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“Um, you been comin’ up here pretty regular past few months,” Ed said. “Ya know for Ben’s lessons and then uh…for uh, them trail rides we been takin’.” Ed was playing with the scrambled eggs on his plate.

Ed had been talkative that morning on their trail ride and through the first part of breakfast at the diner they often frequented after a ride. This was unusual for the normally quiet, shy man. Now Ed seemed nervous, like someone not sure how to say what they wanted to say…not sure if they would even say it. So they just kept talking, hoping it would spill out at some point.

Rick nodded, trying to prompt Ed to continue.

“And well, I was, uh…thinkin’ that you got this horse boarded somewheres. What’s his name agin?

“Shadow.”