Spring Hope by Martha Rogers

Author:Martha Rogers
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Charisma House
Published: 2012-05-14T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

DARK CLOUDS BOILED in the sky and sent flashes of lightning streaking across the horizon. Libby crouched low over Yeller Boy as the wind buffeted them. If she continued this way, maybe she could outrun the storm. With a yank on the reins she kept Yeller Boy pointed southwest, or what she hoped was southwest. No roads marked the way, only trees and more trees, slowing her pace to a walk.

Yeller Boy tossed his mane, and his head reared back as the storm lit up the sky with lightning then roared with thunder. A crack and then another roar filled the air to her left, and it didn’t come from the sky. A tree fell victim to the storm’s fury. She needed a shelter, and quick. Trees would provide no safety from this storm, and Yeller Boy knew it better than she.

Maybe she should head back and wait for another day to make her escape. How could she have been so desperate? When she turned Yeller Boy back the way they had come, his ears perked up as though he sensed what she planned. Raindrops began pelting them both, and she stopped long enough to pull the slicker over her body, but with no hat, she had nothing to protect her head.

In only a few minutes the rain poured in torrents, and the sky became a strange greenish color. If she couldn’t see more than a few feet ahead, her horse couldn’t either. If they took out across the open field, she’d be a target for lightning, sure as she sat on the horse. If she kept Yeller Boy close to the trees, there was the chance of a strike among the trees, and that was just as dangerous, if not more so.

She had to stop. Nothing looked familiar, and none of her options were safe. How far had she come from town? She couldn’t have been gone longer than an hour, but right now she had no idea where she was or even if they were headed in the right direction.

Her hair hung in streaks plastered to her head, and rain blinded her eyes. She loosened her grip on the reins and gave Yeller Boy the lead. She bent low over him and clung to his mane. “Take us back, take us back to Porterfield. You know the way.” At least she hoped he did.

The ground beneath the horse’s hoofs soaked up the water but would soon be thick mud, making travel more difficult. As if uncertain where to head next, Yeller Boy stopped by a stand of bushes with trees around it. The thunder and lightning ceased, but the rain continued to pound her body, and the wind howled around her.

Libby slid down from her horse and hunkered down in the bushes, which offered little protection, but they could stay here until the storm passed. Then the rain slowed, and another sound filled the air with a roar far louder than any thunder. She wiped her eyes then shielded them with her hands to peer in the direction of the noise.

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