~ * ~ * ~ * ~
"Oh, no," muttered Adam, staring at Hoss.
Joe sidled carefully up beside him and stared at their brother,
too. "I don't know about you, but I'm headed for the
hills."
Adam nodded as he started backing slowly away. "Think we can
get
to
the horses before he comes out of it?"
Joe inched backwards, too. "Maybe."
"Let me have your ax -- you go get them saddled up."
Joe handed it over. "Ain't Pa gonna yell?"
"I don't care."
The cacaphony of northward bound geese nearly drowned out the two
brothers' next words as they leaped into their saddles:
"IT'S SPRINGTIME!!!"
~ * ~ * ~ * ~
Becky, with apologies to those who haven't seen the opening to The
Pure Truth.