Laughter in the Wind
By Joyce Wheeler
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Somerset County, England, July 2001
"Dad?" Abbie's voice was subdued in the gloom of the barn where she and her father were silently pitching out forkfuls of straw.
When he didn't answer right away, Abbie looked over at him. Ben Miller's broad shoulders were slumped and he gave a tired grunt.
"Dad," she started again, "how was Clover when you last looked at her?"
Abbie's father glanced at her. "The same as when you looked at her twenty minutes ago."