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Rating: M
Author: zephiey
The Prodigal
Prologue:
Standing outside he stared up at the night sky wondering. Bringing the cheroot to his lips he took another puff from it, turning it he stared at the glowing tip. Hearing the door open behind him he felt her hand come to rest on his arm. Covering her hand with his he rubbed his thumb back and forth over her knuckles. They seemed to find themselves in this same position every night, staring at the stars and wondering.
"You know it's been a year. A year since he has been gone," he said.
"Yes, I know," she answered.
"I miss him Mother. Everyday I ride out hoping that I will see him ride over the hill, coming home. How long will he stay away? How long will it be before he comes home? " he asked his voice gruff with emotion.
"I don't know," his mother answered, her voice filled with unshed tears. "I don't know."
Taking her in his arms he held her, his head resting on hers. Pulling back he looked down into her face wiping the tears from her eyes. Placing his arm around her shoulders he turned escorting her back into the house.
"I just have to believe he'll return Heath," she murmured.
Squeezing her shoulder in answer Heath walked back inside, praying silently that she was right.