Chapter 26: Sarah

It was a beautiful day, although that was true of most days in Texas. But today the heat wasn't quite as sweltering, and a nice breeze flowed. That light wind carried the smell of Mason Belle with it, and one thing I'd learned to appreciate after months of captivity was the thing that reminded me of home. Hay had a distinct aroma just like freshly cut grass, and the cattle were unique as well, but it was homecooked food that lingered on a breeze and the honeysuckle that made my heart sing. Because those were the smells of my childhood. The only thing that made them any better was experiencing them at night when I could see the lightning bugs in the fields.