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Mrs. Quigley's Kidnapping

Jean Sheldon

Mrs. Quigley's Kidnapping

Smashwords Edition

Copyright 2010 Jean Sheldon

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Vagabond shifted from foot to foot, swinging his great head with displeasure as Diana Quigley mounted. His uncharacteristic protests surprised her. She stroked his neck and tugged the reins softly to direct him toward a familiar grove of trees. "What's the matter, old boy? Don't you want to ride today? I promise we'll keep it short. The museum is expecting new paintings this afternoon, and one them looks very much like these woods."

The area surrounding the Quigley estate that so pleased Diana, offered more than a pleasant view. It provided sun and soil to numerous vegetation including century old Eastern white pine and craggy black barked oak. The ancient trees stretched skyward over a hundred feet and beckoned visitors with leaves twice the size of a human hand. Those monuments to nature's patience and endurance offered refuge to white tail deer, muskrat, raccoons, mink, screech owls, songbirds, red-tailed hawks, and others. Two legged visitors found the quiet natural paths a perfect place to relax and reflect in a stressful world. The serenity of that warm August morning in 1968 did little to sooth Vagabond. Minutes after urging him into their private sanctuary, Diana Quigley regretted her failure to understand his warning.

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