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Ghostly Promise

by Linda Jordan

Copyright 2012 by Linda Jordan

Published by Metamorphosis Press

Cover Photo ‘Ghostly Promise’ by Vasili Sinelev

Licensed by Dreamstime

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Ghostly Promise

Janie drove her Ford F-150 down the dirt road. Even in the near dark she could see the cloud of dust billowing out behind her.

God, they needed rain. Dust seeped into the pickup cab covering everything and making her want to sneeze.

It had been a long day at the liquor store. Halloween was one of the worst. Everybody dressed up to party, employees and customers. She’d dressed as a witch. Went to the Goodwill and found a black skirt and hat. Pulled out her black shirt and her fanciest black cowboy boots and some black leggings. That was about as much effort as she was willing to put into a costume. And as much money.

She was working at the liquor store to make ends meet. The ranch wasn’t exactly a thriving proposition. Probably never would be. She’d had to sell off too many of the horses just to pay feed and farrier bills for those that remained. Which if there hadn’t been a drought for the last several years, she’d have enough pasture for most of them. And having a job didn’t give her much time to train the ones left to make them salable.

“Hey universe, you’re welcome to come up with some money so I can get out of this mess. Like yesterday,” she said.

“And some rain would be nice,” she added.

The house came into view as she drove over the ridge. Janie watched as Black Lips picked up the sound of the pickup. The buckskin mare raced along the fence, followed by the rest of the herd.

She needed to buy hay again. Mustangs didn’t eat much, but they ate enough to keep her broke.

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