THE BLUE FEATHER
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“Everybody, load up. Dad, Uncle Ricárdo, come sit in my
truck till we get to Blanco tonight,” Tital said.
“I’ll go ride with Jonathan,” Kuó said happily.
“We’ve been so worried...for years, now, tell me all of what
happened to you since you left Mexico?” Tital asked, as he
pressed the diesel pedal down.
“It’s a good thing we have a long drive, because my story will
take awhile to tell you. But, first I have an important question for
you to answer. Just how did young Jonathan get so...strong? It
would take more than ten grown men to lift Pablo’s truck up.”
“Buckle up, my story is also a long one. Anyone for a large
York Peppermint Patty?”