It’s the first cold morning. Summer is gone and the thickness of an autumn frost is in the air and a crossed the grass.  I should have worn my boots this morning. They are hulking things to carry and so I opted for my easy slip-ons. My toes are wet with the frost that melts on my toes. They are already freezing, or at least in the process of freezing. I see no paths in the frost. I am the first one out this morning. Perhaps this will be a quick hunt. If I am fast I can get back before the other’s beds are cold. This is the perfect weather to find the blossoming diamonds that burst out of the ground. It’s their last hoorah before solid cold lays them down to sleep until mid spring. I hurry my steps and determine if the frost is thick enough to be slippery. The bushes even carry a icy film on their lower branches. I run. This may the last morning that I have to gather our annual income. I check my knife at my hip and as my body unlocks its morning stiffness, I pick up my speed. If I’m the first one out this morning, I need to make it count. We always need more funds, but with Dad being sick, our steady income is dwindling and we will need to count on this lump sum to hold us until he recovers. If he recovers. It doesn’t look good, but I only allow that thought so that I will hurry and I will hunt better. I need my eyes focused and my ears awake. I need to remember what the price of failure is if I don’t bring back a decent haul. Getting it back without the vultures scavenging my take is another problem. My first year I stayed out all day and slept in a tree until morning and got back before they got out of their beds. I’m not as small as I used to be but I’m still not big enough to take on full grown men without help.

About the author

Carley Hibbert

I just finished writing my first novel The Villain's Assistant. I'm preparing to submit it to an interested publisher.

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