PHOTO PROMPT © Madison Woods
The barbed wire reminded him of the day Snowflake died. He’d come home from school only to realize the big grey horse wasn’t in the upper paddock; realized he’d forgotten to bring him up that morning. One more time his parents had warned and Snowflake was gone. They’d say he wasn’t responsible enough, but he was. He knew he was. He was!
It was after he’d run to the lower fields, seen the tangle of wire wrapped around the red horse, when he realized they were right.