11HOMECOMING
“Come on and cut across this field Dave,
might save us a mile or two” he said while looking for a good place
to hop the barb wire.” This acreage borders the cross roads and
runs almost up to my cousin’s property.” Dump said gingerly
stepping over a low spot in the rusty barbed-wire fence.
“Looks like who ever own this sold off most
of their cattle or changed pastures.” I remarked while picking my
way across the field.
“Yea appears so, if he sold them, I bet he
regrets it now.” Dump said avoiding another cow pie in his
path.
“There’s a fish pond we can visit back in
here tomorrow if you want, but I think probably we’d rather just
lay around the house recovering.” he said navigating our way cross
country.
“I like that second option better. Any hope
of scrounging
