By: Hayden N.
It was a dull evening with the sun getting devoured by the Earth. The moon taking over the western side of the desert. It was luckily just enough to see but we couldn’t go any farther. Jesse was barely visible inside the wagon but I knew he was there.
“Alright Jesse looks like we’re staying here for the night,” I said.”Get out the big cloth. It’s the only thing close to a blanket we have.”
“I don’t want to sleep here it’s dangerous pap,”says Jesse. “What if a hyena sneaks up on us and the horse?”
“Just do as I say so! It’s more dangerous out there! What if there is a cliff?”
“Fine i’ll get the cloth,”said Jesse.
We were both tired from the long day of traveling and both knew we couldn’t make it to town. We wanted to get to town by today but just couldn’t. I put the horse on the rope and tied it to a nearby bush. Then climbed it into the wagon for a nights slumber. Jesse was cold so I let him have the whole cloth and within a minute or two I was fast asleep.
“When I woke up in the morning Jesse wasn’t in the wagon or anywhere else. The the horse wasn’t there either. I was devastated but still had to get to town so I picked up as much as I could and walked the rest of the way. I have never seen my son Jesse again for the past 16 years.”
The Middle Seat 