Blind Spot

"Not again!"

Without a second thought, she yanked the duvet off her sleep deprived body, lifted the heavy mattress and pulled out the old sheet. Her steady fingers unwrapped the old dust covered sheet and caressed the barrel of the loaded old pistol as she resolved to put an end to the wildness and years of betrayal.


Running down the stairs, she pushed through the back door. All the joy she had felt at his arrival had gone with the wind. It was time for the creator to receive the untamed creature and she was ready to bear the consequencies.

The muffled screams coming from the barn gave wings to her weary feet as she sprinted through the wide, freshly mowed green lawn, her eyes fixated on the old barn standing alone by the fence. The night was moonless and the single light hanging loosely over the barn door was her beacon in the thick darkness.

Not pausing to catch her breath, she kicked the rickety door of the barn in and stumbled into the darkness...