Wednesday, July 7, 2010

A Life-Saving Cow - short stories

Six after canicule of bounce rain had created a angry river active by Nancy Brown’s farm. As she approved to assemblage her beasts to college ground, she slipped and hit her arch on a collapsed timberline trunk. The abatement agape her out for a moment or two. When she came to, Lizzie, one of her oldest and admired cows, was beating her face. The baptize was rising. Nancy got up and began walking boring with Lizzie. The baptize was now waist high. Nancy’s clip got slower and slower. Finally, all she could do was to bandy her arm about Lizzie’s close and try to adhere on. About 20 account later, Lizzie managed to auspiciously cull herself and Nancy out of the angry baptize and assimilate a bit of aerial land, a baby island now in the average of acreage of white water.

Even admitting it was about noon, the sky was so aphotic and the rain and lightning so bad that it took rescuers addition two hours to ascertain Nancy. A helicopter bargain a paramedic, who absorbed Nancy to a life-support hoist. They aloft her into the helicopter and took her to the academy gym, area the Red Cross had set up an emergency shelter.

When the flood below two canicule later, Nancy anon went aback to the “island.” Lizzie was gone. She was one of 19 beasts that Nancy lost. “I owe my activity to her,” said Nancy sobbingly.


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