Chapter 4 Life Brings a Whisper
"Now Faith is being sure of what we hope for and being certain of what we do not see." Hebrews 11:1
"Winnie" A sudden breeze whipped through the window and woke me up. It was a strong magical wind. That is the only way I can describe it, Magical.
"Winnie" A voice that sounded like wind blew around me. It blew through my hair and shirt.
I glanced over at Lizzy, but she was sleeping soundly and nothing else was being blown around.
This is to weird I thought, I am dreaming. It felt like I was being pushed towards the door.
"Trust, Winnie" came the wind again. I decided to let it take me where it wanted me to go. It led me outside and stopped right in front of were the barn used to stand. I felt something on my cheek.
Then it was gone. An owl hoo'd, Nickers snorted as she shook her mane. I was about to go back inside when I heard a stick crack. "Whose There?" I shouted.
Leaves rustled, Nickers raised her head. "Catman?" another crack. "Hello?" Suddenly, a Horse trotted into view.
I gasped. A horse, way out here? It must have escaped from the Spidells.
I walked slowly towards it. "Easy now, How in the world did you get here?" I rattled on until I was close enough to touch her. I crouched and blew in her nose. She blew back and nickered.
This was incredible. Who was this horse? I rubbed her forehead and then ran my hand all over her body. No cuts, scratches or anything like that. Now that I looked at her, she wasn't even really dirty.
She was a Perfect palomino mare. As I ran my hand down her left foreleg. I gasped and jumped back. A horseshoe mark was just below her elbow. I pinched myself to make sure I was awake.
Then I felt my scar, A horseshoe, just below the elbow.
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When I was laying in bed later that night, I thought it over. Hope, the palomino, had fallowed me into the pasture and stared right away on grazing. Nickers didn't even lift her head, even when she walked right in front of her.
This was no ordinary horse, that was certain. I yawned and drifted off to sleep.
"Winnie." A voice called. I was stumbling around in darkness, trying to find some light. "Winnie." Said that voice again.
I turned and I saw Mom walking towards me. "Winnie." She said. "Mom" I said. As I ran towards her she whispered, "Never lose hope." And faded away. "Mom." I said again.
"Winnie, wake up!" Lizzy said as she shook me awake. I opened my eyes. Was I dreaming? Or not. I got up and looked out the window. One white horse, alone in the pasture. "Impossible!" I whispered without meaning to. I have got to tell Catman about this.
As I rode over to the Coolidge's, I kept thinking last night over. Mom, or something, called me outside to find this horse. Mom's old horse Hope, was out wandering in Ohio. Then I met Mom in a dream, where she told me to never lose Hope, I lost the horse, but I haven't lost hope. Have I?
I knocked on the door of the Coolidge Castle, and Catman's Mom answered. "Winnie!" she shouted happily. "Hi Mrs. Coolidge, is Catman here?" I glanced around the room. "Calvin!" she shouted "Winnie's here."
He appeared on the top stair and walked down the grand staircase.
"Hey Willis, what's the skinny ?"
I plopped down on a couch, and I scooted in next to him. Then I told him everything that had happened. "Deep." He said. "Do you believe it?"
"Sure." I said, but when he turned the power of those piercing blue eyes on me, "Maybe not, really. Well, do you?" He didn't say or do anything, but got up and stepped outside. I fallowed him as he climbed up on our "mounting block" and waited for me to bring Nickers over.
"Where we going?" I asked as I swung up on Nickers. "Your pasture." He said as he climbed on behind me.
"What are you looking for?" I asked as Catman was searching the ground for something. "Far out!" He said and I hurried over to him. "Horseshoe by the barn."
"Really, I don't see it!" Then I saw it, barely visible, but it was there. "Its fresh too, and Nickers wasn't over here at all." So it was real, last night. This was to weird.