Drabble 21: Riding Hard
Miles ahead, Jama's hoofbeats continued, slower but unceasingly. Topping a rise, Wind could see Tucson ahead.
Entering town only minutes later, he called out, "The doctor? Doctor Plant?"
A townsperson showed him the way.
Meanwhile…
The buckboard continued its journey but the horses were tiring, the pace slowing as they neared the halfway point.
"Buck, we change soon?"
"Better wait, Mano." Looking at the trailing horses, he added, "These's already tired from runnin', and they's not likely ta go as far."
Gripping Buck's arm, Victoria's labor slowly intensified.
Violeta told her not to push. They couldn't deliver the baby here.
~HC~
Author's Note: Thanks so much to Junebug and Cathy for their nice comments on Drabble 20!
