Long Journey Home, by Bobby Warner

They started early that morning for the long journey to Widdims County to work for several days felling trees. Josh took the reins; he loved to drive old Molly along the dusty roads.

They worked three days, the sawyers cutting and they, the pullers, hauling down the trees.

Something slipped; there was much noise and confusion. And then it was time for him to take his dad and head home.

Morning broke as the wagon stopped in the front yard. His mother came out and stood on the porch.

“I’m back,” said Josh, crying. “And I’ve brought Father home.”


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