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"Megan," a voice whispered in the breeze

She stepped outside the rustic log house looking for the person who had called her naan returned to the front porch, her shoulders slumped "I know I heard my name Where is the person who called it?" she said to thebody against the porch rail and stared out over the ranch Horses grazed in open fields; high mountains bordered the ranch and called to her with their stories and songs Where was the voice that hadto? She closed her eyes and in the breeze she heard her naain The voice sounded familiar, yet she could not put a name to it A few minutes passed, but the voice had vanished with the breeze When she opened her eyes all she saere the six, young ca across the porch like a herd of wild horses racing towards a watering hole The enthusiasan's heart Yes, this would be a fun and adventurous suan decided to forget it for now

She followed Jason off of the porch and talked with hireen eyes showed how excited he was to be back Mike and Christa had returned and with thean was anxious to meet and spend tian reen leaves shiht breeze and drew her towards it This was the voice that had called her earlier She pushed that aside upon seeing Gray Cloud standing beside the tree, his head hung and his shoulders hunched

Her pace quieted and slowed as her heart held an ache for her friend He stared at the thick, deeply fissured bark as if it held answers She waited for the right moment to approach hian said, now standing beside the old e and weather His white hair fell in a single braid down the irls are here and you have many wonderful events planned for them, but do you have a few minutes for an old friend?" His voice lacked its usual lyricism The black eyes that once sparkled now appeared lackluster