THE BLUE FEATHER
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“I’ll have it opened in a matter of minutes,’” Ek Chuah said to
the crew.
“What can I and my brother do to help at this point?” Officer
A.J. Parker wanted to know from Tital.
“Arrest anyone who tries to stop us from our Mission, of
course,” Tital told him and his brother.
“Unload our horses, Jonathan,” Bardala instructed her
brother. “It’s time to go to work. It looks to me that those big
lots hold more animals than what was advertised.” Ek Chuah
brazenly opened the Otherworld bridge portal door as several
working cowboys and Mexican vaqueros looked on, while setting
atop their work horses.
“What are you doing, Pardner?” asked one of the top
vaqueros, in Spanish to Ek Chuah.
“Ask the boss, he’s over there, the one with the big stick,” Ek
Chuah told him and the other cowboys. One of the old vaqueros,
who was the jefe, the boss, walked his black horse over to where
Tital was unloading Centella.
“Hóla, noticed that strange, glowing opening over there, the
one that your friend conjured up. My grandfather told me such
things were possible. Never thought I’d ever see one. Now, I
ride this old horse, but that don’t mean my mother raised any
stupid children. That’s a Portal F