The Final Hunt
Anne and Gladys waved as the men left for their hunt. When they were out of sight they both laughed knowing full well that none would have the heart to really shoot anything. They liked a boy’s day out as much as they liked a girl’s day in.
“So,” Fred said as they passed the gate into his family’s hunting grounds. “What do you think the girl’s are up to today?”
Alec laughed. “Talking about us, what else.”
Sam nodded. “Yep.”
As they walked through the fields into the tree line, the dogs’ ears’ picked up. Boy whimpered and cowered close to Fred’s legs Toby’s fur stood on edge as he stared into the woods and growled.
“Easy there,” Alec said, trying to calm him.
Sam kneeled and unzipped his gun as quietly as possible. Suddenly, both dogs were on alert as a …
To be continued
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