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“Why are you always so

concerned about me leaving,

Buddy?” I asked. “I promise I’ll be

back.”

But when I drove away, he again

raced along the fence, whinnying. As

for me, I knew I would never be the

same. Having once ridden the wind,

it would be impossible to be satisfied

having my feet always planted on

earth.

And there were so many things

about him that I wanted to know. I

hoped Brenda would be there the next

week, like she said.

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